(Taylor/Simon)
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Oh, end this day, show me the ocean. When shall I see the sea?
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May this day set me in emotion, I ought to be on my way.
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We were there, we were sailing on the Terra Nova.
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Sailing for the setting sun, sailing for the new horizon.
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May this day show me an ocean, I ought to be on my way.
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Ought to be on my way right now.
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Stepping on the boat with a lump in my throat, on my way right now.
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I got a letter from a dear friend of mine, the story of a spiritual awakening.
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She spoke of her love returning in kind, she let me know that she'd be waiting.
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And I should be on my way by now.
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Walking across the floor, reaching for the door, on my way by now.
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But here I sit, country fool that I am, my elbow on my knee and my chin in my hand.
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My mind in the gutter and my eye on the street, holed up in a cave of concrete.
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And I ought to be on my way right now.
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Packing my things while the telephone rings, on my way right now.
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I miss my lovely mother and I love my lonely father.
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I know I owe my brothers one thing and another, I hear my sister singing.
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And I ought to be on my way right now.
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Moving across the land with my heart in my hand, on my way by now,
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ought to be on my way by now.
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Oh, end this day, set me in motion. Ought to be on my way.
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Out of the west of Lambert's Cove, there's a sail out in the sun.
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And I'm on board though very small, I've come home to stop yearning.
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Burn off the haze around the shore, turn off the crazy way I feel.
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I'll stay away from you no more, I've come home to stop yearning.
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Terra Nova
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| James Taylor |
