Seems like I've been out here in stormy seas
About as long as I can stand
And it's like you send me another wave
Every time I catch my breath
And I've trimmed my sails
Lord, if you could find me a place to land
And there's dark clouds to my left, Lord
And dark clouds to my right
There's thunderin' and there's lightnin'
And I keep sending out my signals of distress
With no one there to see them
And the waves crash up over the bow
Lord, if you could find me a place to land
If you could clear the skies Lord, for just one minute
And I could see the stars
I could find my points and head on out
And try Lord just once more
But Lord I'm beat up and I'm broken
And my light is getting weak
Lord, if you could find me a place to land
Yes Lord if you could find me a place to land
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