The Island

There's a far place, I'm told
Where I'll find a field of gold
But here I'll stay with you;

And they say there's an isle deep with clover
Where your heart wears a smile all day through

But I know well they're wrong
And I know where I belong
And here I'll stay with you

For that land is a sandy illusion
It's the theme of a dream gone astray;
And the world others woo
I can find loving you
And so here I'll stay

For that land is a sandy illusion
It's the theme of a dream gone astray;
And the world others woo
I can find loving you
And so here I guess I'll stay