The waves, under my ship, with the dry sea high, where are we going?
Near my boat, near my boat, I'm sailing on oceans of imagination, for once not feeling tense, on my boat, near my boat
And if I should fall, I can always depend on my imaginary boat, right here in my head, in my head
And if I should fall, I can always depend on my imaginary boat, right here in my head, in my head
I'm crying, at work, they set me free, wants to hear the soft breeze, my fearful face, till the end of time, the only sea I want to sail, it doesn't even exist
And if I should fall, I can always depend on my imaginary boat, right here in my head, in my head
And if I should fall, I can always depend on my imaginary boat, right here in my head, in my head
And if I should fall, I can always depend on my imaginary boat, right here in my head, in my head
Near my boat, near my boat, near my boat
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