Ships

You’ve been around me long enough to know that

I chase the clouds, don’t look where I’m going

So lay back with me, look at white shapes in the sky

They say beauty lies in the beholder’s eye

So tell me if I can’t see what’s really there

‘Cause all my ships are sailing, but I’m still at the shore

So darling, if you’re waiting, what are you waiting for

What are you waiting for

Forty-thousand minutes and you’re still on my mind

But I’m still sitting here, wasting my time

Waiting, waiting, oh waiting, but what am I waiting for