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 near you,
to be free.
Can you hear me,
can you hear me,
through the dark night far away?
I am dying,
forever crying,
to be with you;
who can say?
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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.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord