wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my
scenery if you've never seen it Don't ever forget that you just may wind up in my song -- spoken: "alright let's reggae reefers!" Called all my
Jo: (spoken) When you were first born, not an hour old, I told Marmee... Beth: (spoken) Beth is mine! Jo: (spoken) Everyone has someone special
Can I not desire? Am I not to feel? If I ache to taste Am I not to try? If my heart says sail Why should I deny? I have my dreams I have made plans I
will hold your hand when it pulls / you downward Where do you want to go So boundless / the cold sea Come in my boat The wind of autumn / keeps the sails
knew to return would make my dreams come true Behold the sea and winds of Jove We set sail guided by the stars above The ports of Troy escape our
clean the river That's running thru me I'd like to sail on the ocean of love But the wind said : "This boat aint goin nowhere Without a breeze" My mind
living have all but dissappeared And when the boats you've been sailing you can no longer steer There I will sail right behind you On winds of love I sail
suffering through some awful drive You occasionally cross my mind It's my hidden hope that you are still among them Well are you? Oh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my
to you my merry young men for you'll not see dry land again" "Long may my lady stand with a lantern in her hand Before she sees my bonny ship come sailing
Ark I turn my cheek to unkind remarks There was two of everything But one of me And when the rains came tumbling down I held my breath and I stood my
bedding Of her English shores The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails Eyes flickered in deep thickets of trees And mists clung tight in panic to vales When Brigantia spoke
write you a letter I wanna sail, I wanna sail over the ocean I wanna talk to Best and Muhammad Ali I don't just use my fists, yeah I use my feet They
Keyboard/Guitar solo - Gary] So was it all worth it? To sing out my song and to scream I had the fire The passion and will My dedication mistaken for
a hot summer day and I feel good So I turned up some music and hit the neighborhood Spoke to the brothers, sweatin' the ladies I bumped into my homeboy