My little ship
Lost at sea
the water heaves
And swallows me
One broken mast
The air rushing in
It follows me
When does it run dry
And the friction multiplies
Some day I'll be the captain
Some day I'll be the captain
Tell me that
It's not real
Please won't you clarify
It might be better off
If I was lost
I might be better off
When does it run dry
And the friction multiplies
Some day I'll be the captain
Some day I'll be the captain
As I try to tack
Lost my direction
the wind was at my back
Now I face it
Locked in the lazerette
All my confidence
My little ship
Lost at sea
the water heaves
And swallows me
One broken mast
One broken mast
