You Sail On

Dirt under my
Fingernails
Warm wind blows in
Your sails
But you can't take off
You're still docked

Broken-hearted
I miss you
Though we part
I'll still be true
You sail on

You sail on
You sail on
You sail on

Turn over from
Sleeping pills
Wake up in white
Hospitals
And you can't take off
Now you're stuck

Broken-hearted
I miss you
Though we part
I'll still be true
You sail on

You sail on
You sail on
You sail on

And you're not gonna call
You're not gonna write me
Except for little notes on
Forwarded mail
Notes I will read and re-read
Notes I will read and re-read