Lighthouse

I'm trying to navigate my way
I lay by my back but winds have changed
Stop for a while in the place
It hasn't been started
Facing the storm in every side
Afraid to go far when left alright
Tossing and turning with the time
In every direction

Every shadow has a doubt
But there's a light they can't put out
And it's shining through the clouds
It's calling to me
It's calling to me

Yes I can see it!
It must have but make it
It's the light across the ocean
It must be a lighthouse
Calling my ship on
Is it there to show me where I'm going?

Take me to home
Take me to home again
Take me to home
If I could get there, I would stay
The way it'd go crushin' on me
But I'll be safe
Shouting my life out through the hays
So you could see me
Hoahh

Every shadow has a doubt
But there's a light they can't put out
And it's shining through the clouds
It's calling to me
It's calling to me

Yes I can see it!
It must have but make it
It's the light across the ocean
It must be a lighthouse
Calling my ship on
Is it there to show me where I'm going?

Take me to home
Take me to home again
Take me to home
Take me to home
Take me to home

Yes I can see it!
It must have but make it
It's the light across the ocean
It must be a lighthouse
Calling my ship on
Is it there to show me where I'm going?
Take me to home
Take me to home again
Take me to home

I'm trying to navigate my way
I lay by my back but winds have changed
Stop for a while in the place
It hasn't been started...

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