I Need to Write Something

Sun burns hot in the sky
I sit here as time go by
As a too-gentle breeze
Plays on the sea
By an ocean-goer, landbound

A ship sits at dock
Working 'round the clock
A lone sentry am I
With my tired eyes
By an ocean-goer, landbound

Somewhere far away where
Palm trees sway
I yearn for the day
That I'll sail away
On an ocean-goer, seabound

I'll see a girl
Who wants the world
And we'll see the stars
As we sail far
On an ocean-goer, seabound

Until then, my friend
Is my pen
And I'll see this ship
To the very end
My ocean-goer, landbound

I'm an ocean-goer, landbound
My ocean-goer, landbound

Ocean-goer... Landbound