I tried to sail back
Through contrary winds
As my ship was swept away
You faded into the horizon
The picture is withered
But my memory is clear
And I’m desperately hoping
That the wind will change
Now I dream about those eyes
And that soft tender voice
I’d sell my soul for one hour
But the wind, it keeps blowing
The flag waving in the breeze
Heart in my throat once again
God give me but a glance
Cure this restless soul.
As I dream….
As I dream….
The Rational Element 