Words from the late Stuart Adamson. |
| What would you be If the waves set you free And the wind in your hair Brought you sailing to me Tied up on the shore Would you weary no more When will it be When will it be What would I be If a hurricane came Would I be clever Would I lie helpless Cast up on the flames What will I be? What will I be? I will be here forever Till the river runs into the sea I will always be silent And hold my head up And we will be sailors no more Where would we go To the sand or the snow Wander in memories or let them all go Would we be dreamers Helplessly so Where would we go, where would we go? |