Sailing - Christopher Cross

Well, it’s not far down to paradise, at least it’s not for me

And if the wind is right you can sail away and find tranquility

Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see

Believe me

It’s not far to never-never land, no reason to pretend

And if the wind is right you can find the joy of innocence again

Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see

Believe me

Sailing takes me away to where I’ve always heard it could be

Just a dream and the wind to carry me

And soon I will be free

Fantasy, it gets the best of m

When I’m sailing

All caught up in the revrie, every word is a symphony

Won’t you believe me?

Sailing takes me away to where I’ve always heard it could be

Just a dream and the wind to carry me

And soon I will be free

Well it’s not far back to sanity, at least it’s not for me

And if the wind is right you can sail away and find serenity

Oh, the canvas can do miracles, just you wait and see

Believe me