Well,
it's not far down to paradise,
at least it's not for me.
If the wind is right, you can sail away,
and find tranquility.
Oh, the canvas can do miracles,
just you wait and see.
Leave me.
It's not far to never, never land,
no reason to pretend.
If the wind is right, you can find the joy,
in a sense, again.
Oh, the canvas can do miracles,
just you wait and see.
Leave me.
Sailing
takes me away,
to where I've always heard it could be.
Leave in the wind to carry me,
sooner we'll be free.
Fantasy,
it gets the best of me,
when I'm sailing.
All caught up in the reverie,
every word is a symphony.
Won't you believe me?
Sailing
takes me away,
to where I've always heard it could be.
Leave in the wind to carry me,
sooner we'll be free.
It's not far back to sanity,
at least it's not for me.
If the wind is right, you can sail away,
and find serenity.
Oh, the canvas can do miracles,
just you wait and see.
Can you believe me?
Sailing
takes me away,
to where I've
always heard it could be.
It's the dream in the wind to carry me,
sooner we'll be free.