| If you’re drifting on an empty ocean
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| With no wind to fill your sail
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| The future, your horizon
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| It’s like searching for the Holy Grail
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| You feel there’s no tomorrow
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| As you look into the water below
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| It’s only your reflection
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| And you still ain’t got no place to go
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| Time will show
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| When, I don’t know
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| Sail away tomorrow
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| Sailing far away
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| To find it steal or borrow
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| I’ll be there someday yea-yea-yeah yea-ye-yeah
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| Oh, woman, I keep returning
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| To sing the same old song
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| The story’s been told, now I’m getting old
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| Tell me, where do I belong?
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| Feel like I’m going to surrender
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| times I’ve had enough
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| If I could find a place to hide my face
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| I believe, I could get back up
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| Time will show
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| When, I don’t know
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| Sail away tomorrow
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| Sailing far away
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| To find it steal or borrow
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| But I’ll be there someday yea-yea-yeah yea-yea-yea-yeah
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| Sail away tomorrow
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| Sailing far away
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| To find it steal or borrow
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| But I’ll be there someday yea-yea-yeah yea-yea-yea-yeah
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| Sail away tomorrow
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| Sailing far away
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| To find it steal or borrow
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| But I’ll be there someday yeah yeah yeah yea-yea-yeah yeah yeah yeah |