Lost at sea
Wishing you could be
Coming back home with a smile
Even with support
You're floating back and forth
Swimming mile after mile
And now, it's gravity's turn
And God's, to heal every burn
And now, we reach for the stern of
This ship we found
This ship we found
Oh the crests of waves
Crashing every day
Anchor's rusting, the anchor's loose
Oh the push and the pull
Of the undertow
Drags you further to the noose
And now, it's gravity's turn
And God's, to heal every burn
And now, we reach for the stern of
This ship we found
This ship we found
Nothing can bring you home
Nothing can bring you home
Nothing can bring you home
Nothing can bring you home
No, nothing, nothing will bring you home
No, nothing, nothing will bring you home
Now she's lost at sea
Wishing you could be
Coming back home
Coming back home