Sailing On
When I was 4 or 5 or 6
The sea rocked me to sleep.
And simple dreams would float to me
Like bubbles from the deep.
And sleep was like some opium
I smoked on foreign shores.
And dolphins saw me safely on
as my heartstrings pulled the oars.
And the ship was my bed,
and the waves were my pillow,
and the dark sky breathed,
and the sheets used to billow.
And I'd go sailing on,
Sailing on,
I'd go sailing on my dreams!
Seagulls ricoched against
the diamond-hard blue sea.
Mermaids sang and flying fish
would dance on air for me.
I made it home by sunrise,
as daylight filled the air.
My face was wet with brine and foam
and sand spilled from my hair.
And the ship is my bed,
and the waves are my pillow,
and the dark sky breathes,
and the sheets, they all billow.
And I go sailing on,
Sailing on,
I go sailing on my dreams!
The north wind took me to
God knows where!
Oceans uncharted, drunk with salt air!
Every now and then,
I feel the need to take to sea,
To give myself to whining winds
and just go sailing free,
I only need to lay me down,
breathe so mild and then,
The ocean's rhythm sweeps me up,
and I'm a child again.
And the ship is my bed,
and the waves are my pillow,
and the dark sky breathes,
and the sheets they all billow.
And I go sailing on,
Sailing on,
I go sailing on my dreams!
Sailing on,
Sailing on,
I go sailing on my dreams!
The sea rocked me to sleep.
And simple dreams would float to me
Like bubbles from the deep.
And sleep was like some opium
I smoked on foreign shores.
And dolphins saw me safely on
as my heartstrings pulled the oars.
And the ship was my bed,
and the waves were my pillow,
and the dark sky breathed,
and the sheets used to billow.
And I'd go sailing on,
Sailing on,
I'd go sailing on my dreams!
Seagulls ricoched against
the diamond-hard blue sea.
Mermaids sang and flying fish
would dance on air for me.
I made it home by sunrise,
as daylight filled the air.
My face was wet with brine and foam
and sand spilled from my hair.
And the ship is my bed,
and the waves are my pillow,
and the dark sky breathes,
and the sheets, they all billow.
And I go sailing on,
Sailing on,
I go sailing on my dreams!
The north wind took me to
God knows where!
Oceans uncharted, drunk with salt air!
Every now and then,
I feel the need to take to sea,
To give myself to whining winds
and just go sailing free,
I only need to lay me down,
breathe so mild and then,
The ocean's rhythm sweeps me up,
and I'm a child again.
And the ship is my bed,
and the waves are my pillow,
and the dark sky breathes,
and the sheets they all billow.
And I go sailing on,
Sailing on,
I go sailing on my dreams!
Sailing on,
Sailing on,
I go sailing on my dreams!
Credits
Writer(s): Dean Pitchford, Alan Menken
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