I’m shipwrecked on a concrete island looking for my silver lining. Maybe baby’s gonna come and save me. I’m tryin to be an optimist digging through my survival kit but sorrow’s tide keeps rising to my feet. Come by boat, come by plane, come my love to this place. I need help. So much help getting away. I hear the song you sing carried by the ocean breeze. Waters now rising to my knees. Ain’t it damndest thing to see what you had after you leave. Treading water in your misgivings. Come by boat, come by plane, come my love to this place. I need help. So much help getting away. Come my love come for me. You're the fading light I see as I sink down beneath the big blue sea.