Map of an Englishman - Erland & The Carnival

I drew myself an island

Of what I am made from

I built it 'round my consciousness

Next to a town called love

Then I looked around and saw

Land stretched on and on

Till it reached the further shore

And love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn

Fear became forest

Contained by a mountain range

Sex, romance and tenderness

Laid out on the page

Then I looked around and saw

Land stretched on and on

Till it reached the other shore

And love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn

Love itself was drawn