I want to get on a boat and sail away.
Far, far from the shores that are binding me here.
Being at the winds mercy blowing where it may.
I want to leave because of what happened dear.
I do not hold a grudge against you though.
I could, and for myself, I probably should.
Alas I do not, and this you should know.
I almost loved you, you were my Robin Hood.
But now you are nothing but a person to me.
Just another ripple in my sea of dreams.
You lied, and used me, this you can agree.
Now thoughts of you just blend with the streams.
I want to get on a boat and sail away.
Being at the winds mercy, blowing where they may.