Sailboats wish that they were stars, Floating softly in sky, Among our dreams that bid goodbye. Moving through transparent space, Drifting through the stratosphere, And onward ‘til they disappear.
These continents from overhead, Look like tiny paper shapes, Intricately set in place. Below the misty mountain There’s a lovely silver bay, Where sunset often hide away.
Scuba diver in the lock, Speedboat driver on the dock, Sailplane pilot in the blue, Take me up there with you. The world looks brighter from this high altitude.
I was walking through the trees, (Sailboats wish that they stars) And I was swimming through the seas, (Cause they don’t who they are) I was falling through the air, When it hit me right there, My eyes are tired, I don’t even care.
An airplane carried me to bed, Where I slept above the coast, And dreamt I had become a ghost. I sail above the frozen peaks, Deep cold cathedral caves, Across hills and far beyond the waves.
Take the car on the run, Fly the jet to the sun, And bring the spacecraft in soon, While I play chess with the moon, I feel like sleeping through this cold afternoon.
Once in 1964, (Sailboats wish that they were stars) An actress ran on shore, (Cause they don’t know who they are) And though you’ll never return, I love you Audrey Hepburn, Sometimes I see your face in the crowd.
There are sailboats throughout this brilliant sky, But you cannot pick them out if you can’t fly. I’m glad the earth doesn’t care if I go up there you want to, just ask me and I’ll take you along.