| Song | Boats Away |
| Artist | Murray Head |
| Album | Say It Ain't So |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Murray Head | |
| 作曲 : Murray Head | |
| Climb the rigging and haul the ropes | |
| Hoist and unfurl the dusty sail | |
| Winds are singing, we're bound for hope | |
| It is impossible to fail | |
| Flesh is willing and dreams will soar | |
| When we sight the distant shore | |
| Hold on fast to the skies | |
| Smell the spray in your eyes | |
| Know the albatross that cries is just a friend | |
| Glide our weary pain-laden souls | |
| Over hollowed heaving waves | |
| Weigh our bodies down with salt | |
| Every hallowed heathen sways | |
| There is hope to guide us there | |
| There is love to make us one | |
| With our souls as the anchor | |
| Light our path to the sun | |
| Till our everlasting search is at an end | |
| Hold on fast to the skies | |
| Smell the spray in your eyes | |
| Know the albatross that cries is just a friend |
| zuo ci : Murray Head | |
| zuo qu : Murray Head | |
| Climb the rigging and haul the ropes | |
| Hoist and unfurl the dusty sail | |
| Winds are singing, we' re bound for hope | |
| It is impossible to fail | |
| Flesh is willing and dreams will soar | |
| When we sight the distant shore | |
| Hold on fast to the skies | |
| Smell the spray in your eyes | |
| Know the albatross that cries is just a friend | |
| Glide our weary painladen souls | |
| Over hollowed heaving waves | |
| Weigh our bodies down with salt | |
| Every hallowed heathen sways | |
| There is hope to guide us there | |
| There is love to make us one | |
| With our souls as the anchor | |
| Light our path to the sun | |
| Till our everlasting search is at an end | |
| Hold on fast to the skies | |
| Smell the spray in your eyes | |
| Know the albatross that cries is just a friend |
| zuò cí : Murray Head | |
| zuò qǔ : Murray Head | |
| Climb the rigging and haul the ropes | |
| Hoist and unfurl the dusty sail | |
| Winds are singing, we' re bound for hope | |
| It is impossible to fail | |
| Flesh is willing and dreams will soar | |
| When we sight the distant shore | |
| Hold on fast to the skies | |
| Smell the spray in your eyes | |
| Know the albatross that cries is just a friend | |
| Glide our weary painladen souls | |
| Over hollowed heaving waves | |
| Weigh our bodies down with salt | |
| Every hallowed heathen sways | |
| There is hope to guide us there | |
| There is love to make us one | |
| With our souls as the anchor | |
| Light our path to the sun | |
| Till our everlasting search is at an end | |
| Hold on fast to the skies | |
| Smell the spray in your eyes | |
| Know the albatross that cries is just a friend |