Paroles de The Current

You're sailing far away. Where do you have to go? You're finding that its worth Every mile you have to row To see whatever you are looking for. I'd like to regulate Every wave that you create. If you throw me overboard I will travel in your wake To see whatever you are looking for. Storms will arise and blow me away. But, you're lovely eyes are like beacons anyway. So, i'll sit here in the sand Waiting for your little hands To find my sallow face, When you finally understand And see whatever you are looking for. You'll see whatever you are looking for.