'Cause the truth you might be runnin' from is so small,
But it's as big as the promise, the promise of a comin' day.
So I'm sailing for tomorrow. My dreams are a-dying.
And my love is an anchor tied to you, tied with a silver chain.
I have my ship, and all her flags are a-flying.
She is all that I have left, and Music is her name.
Think about how
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I'm so happy for you.
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Congratulations, Love.
Lead the way and I'll be right behind you.
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You and I should do a little exploring, once I start getting the hang of this down.
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Now when I travel with you, I won't get a headache anymore.
Yell if you need help sortin' things out.
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And who says I'm not going to travel the old way, still? ;)
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Thanks, Dad.
You and I have much catching up to do, when you're around again.
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Congratulations all the same, however.
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