℗ 1986
The disappointing follow-up to Centerfield, too high-tech and low-profile. |
(S. Cook)
Lock the door, sun's a fallin'. Poke the fire, don't let the cold in. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life. Found a boat to make the break in. Filled with hope 'bout the step I'm takin'. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life. Spent a long time list'ning to the captain of the sea, Shoutin' orders to his crew; No one hears but me. Cast away, tide's a runnin' Hoist the sail, strong wind's comin'. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life. Spent a long time list'ning to the captain of the sea, Shoutin' orders to his crew; No one hears but me. Lock the door, sun's a fallin'. Poke the fire, don't let the cold in. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life. Gonna try to sail away from the rest of my life.