Captain
Iʼm the captain sailing from port to port,
Wasting my life out on the sea.
Dry ears, dry feet, I got nowhere I call home
Call myself the flagship of this fleet.
Iʼm the tailor sewing pants for everyone,
I got lost between needles and booze.
I forgot my kidʼs name, I ́ve forgotten where I live
Seems I got nothing left to loose.
Oh, take me home
Take me somewhere I belong
Oh, take me home
Take me somewhere I belong
I am a writer, writing down all of my dreams
My life is wrapped up in a book
Some days I think itʼs not worth the cost
Now I try to find out what it took.
Oh, take me home
Take me somewhere I belong
Oh, take me home
Take me somewhere I belong
Many people have been sold, for silver and gold
Iʼm not one of those.
My life is a spinning wheel, on and on it goes.
Iʼm the poet, looking at the sky.
Beyond the sunset lies my destiny
All you see is this lost, rambling girl
Whoʼs got nowhere else to be
Oh, take me home
Take me somewhere I belong
Oh, take me home
Take me somewhere I belong
Iʼm the captain sailing from port to port,
Cause I got nowhere else to be.
Autor(es): Stian Haslie