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
Translation: Stone, Doug. Sailing Home For Christmas.
Sailing homeward, it's time to go home, Over the ocean of life we must roam. And when you get there, say hello for me, For I've a long, long way to go
sailed around his soul The man who sailed around his soul The man who sailed around his soul The man who sailed around his soul The man who sailed around
strong out of my shoes Dragging like anchors Over the ocean Pearls in the sky strung 'round the moon Pointing to you So I'll sail till morning Or I'll sail
way back home We've been a long time gone Sail away, sail away home Sail away, sail away home yeah Sail away, sail away home Sail away, sail away home yeah Sail
I'm on found to chase down the dawn Well, I fell every night as it turns into light with my eyes just shut tight Sailing all alone, I thought I made it home
Give me gin and tonic You can have it all But how much do you want it? You make me laugh Give me your autograph Can I ride with you in your BMW? You can sail
re spendin? our paychecks (Hey bartender) We're chuggin? down long necks (Hey bartender) Yeah, we're raise a lotta hell, yeah (Raise lotta hell, yeah) Yeah, 'Sweet Home Alabama' ('Sweet Home
world, I wonder if y'all hear It don't really matter as long as they stay clear Clear of the real shit we doin' over here When my nigga get home, I'm
be freedom It's all in the new world Throughout the ages, all through history They braved the deserts, sailed the raging sea And left their homes, looking
they don?t understand That you?re my only women And im your only man Lets fly away and go somewhere where its 81 degrees Then jump up on a yacht and sail
could match the inner flame Sacred ships do sail the seventh age And have always been here Celestial travellers have always been here with us Set in the homes
arund lasting hours We love when we play We hear a sound and alter our returning We drift the shadows and course our way back home Flying home, going home
been Lucky to be coming home again Lucky we're in love in every way Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed Lucky to be coming home someday And so I'm sailing
Nile and my Young trials leads me sailing down this stream of hidden songs and steam and my - Piano it floats and echoes 'So when you coming home' she
