Took my troubles
Down to the sea
Put my ear to a seashell
Inquisitively
Thought I heard a heartbeat
It could have been mine
I guess it doesn't matter
In the grand design
Like a windblown sail
Like a fisherman's tale
There's no end to the glory
Like a windblown sail
Like a fisherman's tale
There's no end to the story
Don't let your vision
Go down with the sun
'Cause it might be cloudy
When tomorrow comes
Where the winds of a heart
Meet the wiles of a mind
There will be stillness
At the waterline
When I was young and time was free
I thought the world was reaching out for me
I believed I could
I believed I would
Live forever and ever
Took my troubles
Down to the sea
Put my ear to a seashell
Inquisitively
Words and music by Christopher Cross and Rob Meurer Took my troubles Down to the sea Put my ear to a seashell Inquisitively Thought I heard a heartbeat It could have been mine I guess it doesn't matter In the grand design Like a windblown sail Like a fisherman's tale There's no end to the glory Like a windblown sail Like a fisherman's tale There's no end to the story Don't let your vision Go down with the sun 'Cause it might be cloudy When tomorrow comes Where the winds of a heart Meet the wiles of a mind There will be stillness At the waterline When I was young and time was free I thought the world was reaching out for me I believed I could I believed I would Live forever and ever Took my troubles Down to the sea Put my ear to a seashell Inquisitively Explain Request ×
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