If I were a captain on a ship
I’d try to go where the light is
Because I don’t have a compass no
And all the days that I’ve had
Just searching for any dry land
I’ve never found a place I could call home
No I never had a place to call my own
Come on, Sailor you’re almost there
Come on, Sailor just grab on to that wind
Because this old boat is going to take you home again
And again, and again
I’ve been looking for a way outside my head
Because I get lost in it
It’s a foreign land that I don’t understand
And all the maps that I’ve look at
Just never have the topographic features that I’m seeing
I just need something to believe in
Come on, Sailor you’re almost there
Come on, Sailor just grab on to that wind
Because this old boat is going to take you home again
And again, and again
Oh love is not and ocean it’s a star
It’s not a language, it’s the heart that keeps on beating
Oh love is not a compass or a map
It’s not the places that we’re at but where we’re going
Come on, Sailor you’re almost there
Come on, Sailor just grab on to that wind
Because this old boat is going to take you home again
Come on, Sailor you’re almost there
Come on, Sailor just grab on to that wind
Because this old boat is going to take you home again
And again, and again
-WW