I know it's over You know it's over We're just going through the motions But we're sailing separate oceans world's apart And you know it's breaking my
Went for the money No way to please them all Have had a go It just felt so small Can't wait forever for someone to tuck you in With no good name to lose
I don't want no foreign pricks to take my job away from me My tax dollars paid their ransom, would they do the same for me? I don't, I don't want them
Three boats down from the Candy Vacant deck chairs on a floodlit beach Three boats down from the Candy Rollers coast, invade the deepest sleep Three
Sailboats wish that they were stars Floating softly in the sky Among our dreams that bid goodbye Moving through transparent space Drifting through the
I know it's over You know it's over We're just goin' through the motions But we're sailin' separate oceans world's apart And you know it's breakin' my
We're adrift on a sailboat My love is the sea Yours is the horizon Constant and steady You set my limbs locked hard afloat Lifted my lonesome sails The
Ol' Joe's got a Boston Whaler he bought in Key Biscayne And he swears that since the day he got her She's been nothing but a pain When the sun's at his
Well, the ocean is a monster And the waves are a killer, yeah Swallowed my baby whole Now her tombstone is a coral reef Under shifting sand my love is
It's time for a change I'm tired of that same old same The same old words, the same old lines The same old tricks and the same old rhymes Days, precious
It's time for a change I'm tired of that same ol' same The same ol' words the same ol' lines The same ol' tricks and the same ol' rhymes Days precious
Cierro los ojos Para estar con l Le envio mis sueos, en un barco de papel Que se sumerge en el ocano Que da un torrente directo al corazn Y vuelve a
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Beneath a flowering Ash, Or beneath a lonely Oak We will set sail the prairie :chorus: We can gallop upon the sea If you realize what this means It
Trains and boats and planes are passing by They mean a trip to Paris or Rome To someone else but not for me The trains and boats and planes Took you away
an old machine For fifty odd years, to keep it as new has been his dearest dream I strip away the old debris that hides a shining car A brilliant red Barchetta
Here it is, Christmas day and you're many miles away And I wonder if you feel the way I do in the air there's happiness But in me there's loneness but
Trains and boats and planes are passing by Could mean a trip to Paris or Rome For someone else but not for me The trains and boats and planes Took you
