Sometimes I feel like a ship in a bottle

Lost in a corner on somebody's shelf

Shipshape and unborn and perfect and useless

A copy of someone who could be myslef

Somebody made me they put me together

With patience and loving and pieces of string

Caught on a crepe-papier ocean and never

To feel the waves wash me or hear the wind sing

And I wait for the heart of a little boy sailor

To come break the bottle and help me be free

Cause how can I know if I'm floating or sinking

If I don't take my chances on the wind and the sea

Carry me down to a river that's peaceful

Set me to sailing and wish me God speech

And I'll find my way to the blue of the ocean

The wind on the water is all that I need

And a man with the heart of a little boy sailor

To shift with the tide and come sailing with me

And then I will know if I'm floating or sinking

And I'll take my chances on the wind and the sea