sailing home

Sailin` home across the ocean,
sailin` home we`re goin` to be free.
Down below the crew`s in motion,
to defy the violence of the sea.
Feelin` young, feelin` strong,
at the hight of the fight,
so nothing can go wrong.
We know we`ll always wanna be,
fighting the sea.

Giant waves are rollin` higher,
`s gonna be a cold and rainy night.
Hands on deck are raw and tired,
prayin` for a sign of distant light.
Feelin` young, feelin` strong,
and the might of the night,
is pounding dark and long.
We know we`ll always wanna be,
fighting the sea.

But there`s the light,
and there`s the fire.
The harbour key,
shines dimly on the shore.
We can see the steeple spire.
And we know ,
we won the fight once more.
Feelin` young, feelin` strong,
and tonight came out right.
But tomorrow could be wrong.
We know we`ll always wanna be,
fighting the sea.
Sailin’ home, sailin’ home.