sailing

Mike Oldfield

Let me out. I can?t breathe.
Gotta get out of this concrete hole

I?m wrecked and I'm decked
I gotta break free before I lose control

Cast the lines away from the dock and the harbor bay
All those cares and worries and woes
You can save them for another day

Because we?re sailing, sailing.
Yes we?re sailing, sailing.

Give me space. I?m on fire.
Banging my head against a hard brick wall
But I?m gone, so long
Leave a message but I?ll never call
Cast the lines away from the dock and harbor bay
It?s a fine, bright day and the wind is blowing our way

Let?s go sailing, sailing.
Let?s get sailing, sailing.

Cast the lines away from the dock and the harbor bay
There?s no care, no worries, no woes
And the wind is blowing our way.

Let?s go sailing, sailing.
Yes we?re sailing, sailing.