Sometimes a woman is an island

Sometimes a woman stands alone

'Cause theyll turn her joy into sorrow

And she knows her grief is her own

Sometimes a woman is a bell

She'll make you the sweetest of music

But inside she's rattling around

Back and forth her insides she abuses

Sometimes a woman is a girl

She needs to feel she has a future

That someone is taking care of her

Has a kiss for her scrapes and her sutures

Sometimes a woman is an island

And shell stand far away on her own

You'll need hold your breath

Meet her right where she is

And show her that she's not alone