Cell phones and travel stations Ringtones and new relations Say hello to all your friends for me Several calls I made to Thailand Wound up in Prince Edward
This old mountainside Where we used to reside Is slowly recalling The things we discovered inside Oh, the crystal caves We shed both our jackets And
The darkness, the coal mines knew it best When the daylight headed west and disappeared Progression, on the morning goes But regardless no one knows the
here, holding her here Sitting in my chair I could be anywhere When you turn for my reply Did you know I could go as you watch out From your window? I'll be sailing
Paper ships sailing Just as a sign To show the world now There's no borderline Ships are sailing 'cross the water All the white lights shining bright Ships are sailing
There's a lady in a turban In a cocaine tree And she does a dance so rhythmically She's a crying and a singing Havin' a time But don't that cocaine tree
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? Sailing
your wings across the sky Take the time to see you're the one who holds the key Or sailing ships will pass Sailing ships will pass you Sailing ships
lights up your face, Put on some Bob Marley on the player You know he be playing our song? In my speed boat we be speeding In my sail boat we be sailing
be free, yeah Fantasy, it gets the best of me When I'm sailing, sailing All the world in a reverie Every word is a symphony Won't you believe me, oh Sailing
from you Moon sailing on the water Moon sailing on the water Moon sailing on the water Moon sailing on the water Moon sailing on the water Moon sailing on the water Moon sailing
we're sailing away we're sailing away we're sailing away lost in the tide of drowning we're sailing away into the waking of the sun. sailing away we're sailing
rhythm Ten thousands of millions, they touch the light King is sailing they say King is sailing we hear King is sailing they say King is sailing this
We don't eat in no white restaurants We're eating in a car Baloney again, baloney again We don't sleep in no white hotel bed We're sleeping in the car
Well, I have been it every since I was a kid at school Now they love me in Newcastle and in Liverpool I am as hard as a pistol, I can't do no wrong I'
Your date has gone home Now you're left on your own sweet own Your tough talkin' friend Split on you in the bitter end And you look like a fine thing,
We only knew each other by a letter When I met her off the train When the smoke get cleared and the dust was still She was standin? there an' speakin'
These tables are haunted by the ghost of Las Vegas Their chips were once mountains but they came here to play They could take me if they wanted but I