Following the shadow of the skies
Or are they only figments of my eyes
Feeling close to when the race is run
Waiting in our baots to set sail
The sea of joy
Once the door swings open into space
I'm already waiting in disguise
Or is it just a thorn between my eyes
Waiting in our boats to set sail
The sea of joy
Having trouble coming through
This concrete blocks my view
Writer(s): Steve Winwood
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