It isn’t that easy to get a ship to sail to Uganda you know. What with it being a land-locked country and all that.
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If youre driftin’ on an empty ocean
With no wind to fill your sail,
The future, your horizon,
Its like searchin’ for the holy grail.
You feel there’s no tomorrow
As you look into the water below.
Its only your reflection
And you still ain’t got no place to go.
Time will show,
When, I dont know.
Sail away tomorrow,
Sailin’ far away.
To find it steal or borrow.
Ill be there someday
Oh, woman, I keep returnin’
To sing the same old song.
The storys been told, now Im gettin’ old.
Tell me, where do I belong?
Feel like Im goin’ to surrender,
Hard times Ive had enough.
If I could find a place to hide my face,
I believe, I could get back up.
Time will show,
When, I dont know.
Sail away tomorrow,
Sailin’ far away.
To find it steal or borrow.
But Ill be there someday
Sail away tomorrow,
Sailin’ far away.
To find it steal or borrow.
But Ill be there someday
Sail away tomorrow,
Sailin’ far away.
To find it steal or borrow.
But Ill be there someday
Sorry for the missed apostrophes, I cut and pasted and only later realised my mistake. There’s no mechanism for editin’ p[osts 🙁