Life is like a boat, nobody knows who I really am. I never felt this empty before, and if I ever need someone to come along, who's gonna comfort me and keep me strong? We are all rowing the boat of fate, the waves keep on coming and we can't escape. But if we ever get lost on our way, the waves would guide you through another day. In the distance, in a place where one breathes, it seems like they are transparent. I thought it was the darkness around me, but it was just my eyes being covered. I pray for a new day, one that shines brightly like the sea, until we reach the end. Nobody knows who I really am, but maybe they just don't care. But if I ever need someone to come along, I know you would follow me, and keep me strong. The heart of humans is always in motion, and they want to break free. The moon, always in a new cycle, guides me. You lead me to strain at the oars, and soon I can see the shore. Oh, I can see the shore. When will I see the shore? I want you to know who I really am, and I never thought I'd feel this way towards you. If you ever need someone to come along, I will follow you, and keep you strong. The journey continues, even on calm days, as the moon cycles through. Your face guides the ocean towards my heart, making me want to paddle harder. Soon, I can't see the shore. Yet, you lead me to the end. With every wave, we are guided. Praying for a new day, one that shines brightly, until we reach the horizon. You make me want to paddle harder, and soon I can't see the shore. The boat of fate is being rowed, and the waves keep coming. Even when they attack us, it's a beautiful journey. Every journey is beautiful, leading us to the horizon.
