On a ship bound for utopia,
Damaged and lost at sea,
Rough water gave way to a scutttle,
Why not fight the waves with me?

As i watch you row over the horizon,
As you follow your north star,
I hope the calm water you seek,
Is a journey not far.

I must follow my heart,
Just as you should yours,
Follow your heart,
Dont alter course.

If i could turn back time
And control the sea,
Oh what utopia it would be...