Cold is a life on a sailing boat Spot the term, my boat hard Bold are the leaves I believe they were calling me Reach out and take what is yours Dont rely your soul struggle It makes us grow Isabella, dont leave me by the way Its all that my soul can take And now I realize were trouble Rise up the wolves and the thieves you adore me Then find yourself someone to torment No, not my Bella I let down Innocents, blinds and the weak they move But our minds cannot escape What our hearts they say its the truth Youre my girl Just hear me out Isabella, dont leave me by the way Its all that my soul can take And now I realize were trouble Isabella, dont leave me by the way Its all that my soul can take And now I realize were trouble