(Ritchie Blackmore & David Coverdale)
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If you're driftin' on an empty ocean
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with no wind to fill your sail,
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the future, your horizon,
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it's like searchin' for the Holy Grail.
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You feel there's no tomorrow
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as you look into the water below.
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It's only your reflection
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and you still ain't got no place to go.
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Time will show,
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when, I don't know.
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Sail away tomorrow,
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sailin' far away.
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To find it steal or borrow.
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I'll be there someday yea-yea-yeah yea-ye-yeah.
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Oh, woman, I keep returnin
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to sing the same old song.
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The story's been told, now I'm gettin' old.
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Tell me,where do I belong?
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Feel like I'm goin' to surrender,
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nard times I've had enough.
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If I could find a place to hide my face,
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I believe, I could get back up.
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Time will show,
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when, I don't know.
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Sail away tomorrow,
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sailin' far away.
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To find it steal or borrow.
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But I'll be there someday yea-yea-yeah yea-yea-yea-yeah.
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Sail away tomorrow,
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sailin' far away.
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To find it steal or borrow.
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But I'll be there someday yea-yea-yeah yea-yea-yea-yeah.
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Sail away tomorrow,
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sailin' far away.
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To find it steal or borrow.
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But I'll be there someday yeah yeah yeah yea-yea-yeah yeah yeah yeah.
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Sail Away
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Deep Purple |