Portless 1. Why I write again this trite and honest love songs? Although my love defies these songs. The question of whether it is worthwhile or not does not arise and wouldn't bring me a lot. The run of time is tearing me another dime you put into me. Chorus Where's the lonely isle? I wish you were there but your ship is gone and now I've got no while. 2. Over, over, over my head you're still flying and on the other hand, you spit in my face. If you really want me, then let me tell you - be confessed. And pray for, pray for, pray for someone else just your satisfaction may not be my only claim. The only real attraction is you have won the game. Zurück zu Music