Sometimes a woman is an island Sometimes a woman stands alone 'Cause they'll 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 she'll 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