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                Looking out I see the lights

                along the harbour front

                cruising days and drifting nights

                are visions I recall.

                Oh, oh, sweet memories

                of times that we all love

                soon we will feel them

                sailing on the summer run.



                Through the wakes and waves we'll glide

                along the watery road.

                singing songs along the flight

                with wind to cleanse our soul.

                Good-bye to shop work

                we'll leave to plane the world

                the streets will be fading

                from our spreading swirls.



                We believe that every roll

                is a magic swing

                and we'll be free from the toil

                that everyday can bring.

                Oh, time won't be wasted

                we live so little years

                in the blow of the cool spray

                we wash away our cares.

                

                Chorus: (can be anywhere)

                Everyday's a mirror

                reflections we repeat.

                Everyone's a drifter

                floating toward a dream

                and every day we wake

                and every breath we take

                we'll be running to be free.



                Lapping waters linger on

                when deep sleep does prevail

                with the voice of freedom calling

                from a new dawn sail.

                Oh, oh, sweet memories

                of times that we all love

                soon we will feel them

                sailing on the summer run.





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