In my suggestions I was thinking far ahead Thinking about love and death But maybe you'd confess That you didn't hear a thing You didn't even say your name Didn't even say your name A holy garden With a little palm tree shade And all the time you gave me Sand in your hair Salt water on your skin If I guess your name, I win Don't I? It never really felt that real A tiny island we could steal What if I'd missed my flight? I wish I hadn't left on time In my suggestions I was thinking far ahead Thinking about love and death