Piet Veerman - Sailing Home

sailin' home across the ocean
sailin' home we're going to be free
down below the crew's in motion
to defy the violence of the sea
feelin' young, feelin' strong
at the height of the fight,
so nothing can go wrong
we know we always wanna be
fighting the sea

giant waves are rolling higher
it's gonna be a cold and rainy night
hands on deck are raw and tired
praying for a sign of distant light
feelin' young, feelin' strong
and the might of the night is pounding dark and long
we know we always wanna be
fighting the sea but there's the light, and there's the fire
the harbour's key shines dimly on the shore
we can see the steeply spire
and now we know we won the fight once more
feelin' young, feelin' strong
and tonight came out right,
tommorrow could be wrong
we know we always wanna be
fighting the sea

so young, so strong
so hard, so long