Either you're an anchor or you're a sail. I've got places to go, but you leave me too frail. Can't keep my head above water, when you're pulling me down. Can't keep my mood where I wanna, when you're wearing that frown. I want to sail ! I want to sail ! I want to sail ! I want to sail ! You tell me that you're lonely and I say come aboard. I say hey take my hand, but you hand me your sword. I can tell that you're hurting, I wish I could help you someway. But each time I reach out, you push all my friendship away. I want to sail ! I want to sail ! I want to sail ! I want to sail ! I can't be held responsible, if you won't let me in. I can't tell you what's wrong when you wear such thin skin. I don't know what will happen if we keep going this way. I don't know what will be left at the end of the day. I want to sail ! I want to sail ! I want to sail ! I want to sail ! [...]