Sailing

It’s not far down to paradise. At least it’s not for me. And if the wind is right you can sail away.
And find tranquility. The canvas can do miracles. Just you wait and see. Believe me.

It’s not far to never never land. No reason to pretend. And if the wind is right you can find the joy.
Of innocence again. The canvas can do miracles. Just you wait and see. Believe me. 

Sailing.
Takes me away. To where I’ve always heard it could be. Just a dream and the wind to carry me.
And soon I will 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.

It’s not far back to sanity. At least it’s not for me. And when the wind is right you can sail away. And find serenity. The canvas can do miracles. Just you wait and see. Believe me