Sailing, sailing
Sailing through dreams
And happy waking moments in between,
Sailing, sailing
Will you say yes to my whims?
When I say I miss you
Do you know what that means?
I’ll sail away and soon be near you
I’ll sail away and I won’t be so blue.
I want to be there, where you are
I want to sail to where
I won’t miss anything
That you say, that you cry,
That you laugh about the things
That we ask why.
Sailing, sailing let’s wonder together
And hope together and dream together.
Sailing, sailing it won’t be forever...
This boat, this little fragile paper boat...
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