We're all little boats sailing across the sea All trying to devote ourselves To something out of reach Some are brave enough to go in different directions Others find the ways to tough So just follow with protection
If a storm should soon arise Tell me, where would you go Everybody lives, but everybody dies Tell me, who's to know what the tide may bring What's in store for the weather Ordinary man or a king We're all just the same, no worse, no better
There's anchors in the ground Some we didn't choose to drop But still they hold us down, force it all To come to a stop, it's in the hands Of the ocean, whether we get a second go Sailing though the way we've chosen The way we've decided on our own
If a storm should soon arise Tell me, where would you go Everybody lives, but everybody dies Tell me, who's to know what the tide may bring What's in store for the weather Ordinary man or a king We're all just the same, no worse, no better
So when tomorrow's sun comes around Will you rise or drown, even if The anchors fall to the ground again
If a storm should soon arise Tell me, where would you go Everybody lives, but everybody dies Tell me, who's to know what the tide may bring What's in store for the weather Ordinary man or a king We're all just the same, no worse, no better We're all little boats, sailing across the seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
