For cryin' out loud whats it take to be a man
Man I do not think I need your grand your master plan
I take my paperback Crusoe in the back of my jeans
I turn my tight eyes to what my island needs
It needs to breathe baby breathe
Like the first time I tried nicotine
Clearly see we've got all we need
It's where we dream
Now I'm fine without the loud, the proud, the crowds surrounding me
I take nothing with but my deep breath to carry me
Then we swim in skin with giant sand beneath our feet
I turn my tired eyes to what my island needs
It needs to breathe baby breathe
Like the first time I tried nicotine
It's where we see we've got all we need
It's where we dream
Baby dream