Sailing by Rod Steward

Sailing - Rod Steward

I am sailing, I am sailing,

Home again cross the sea.

I am sailing, stormy waters,

To be near you, to be free.I am flying,

I am flying,

Like a bird cross the sky.

I am flying, passing high clouds,

To be with you, to be free.

Can you hear me, can you hear me

Through the dark night, far away,

I am dying, forever trying,

To be with you, who can say.

Can you hear me,

can you hear me,

Through the dark night far away.

I am dying, forever trying,

To be with you, who can say.

We are sailing,

we are sailing,

Home again cross the sea.

We are sailing stormy waters,

To be near you, to be free.

Oh lord, to be near you, to be free.

Oh lord, to be near you, to be free.

Sailing is not a dream is a goal and it must be met at any cost

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed
By the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did.
So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore. Dream. Discover.”

Mark Twain