A winter�s day In a deep and dark december; I am alone, Gazing from my window to the streets below On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow. I am a rock, I am an island. I�ve built walls, A fortress deep and mighty, That none may penetrate. I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. It�s laughter and it�s loving I disdain. I am a rock, I am an island.
Don�t talk of love, But I�ve heard the words before; It�s sleeping in my memory. I won�t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried. I am a rock, I am an island.
I have my books And my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor, Hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain; And an island never cries.