Home from the library I put my book beside the table lamp The day now forgotten I feel the world around me slip away Now to be replaced By an open page... My favorite page Caught in each chapter I hesitate, afraid to lose it all So this time I¹m not budging I¹m staying right here in this paragraph I tear the pages free... The ones I choose for me I have my favorite page An uncharted island Where we will walk every beach Word for word My favorite page A warm destination I¹m going to be there some day Totally