IDIODYSSEY (I'M A SAILOR)

I'm a sailor on an idiodyssey
with a star chart and my finger to the breeze
I've got a compass
and iron purpose
to cross the deepest blue
and always make it back to you
I'll always make it home to you

but you're not Helen and Homer won't sing our tale
there's no others no thousand ships I sail
but oh Penelope
and heaven help me
cross the deepest blue
to always make it back to you
I'll always make it home to you

I would gladly sail the world away
tie me to the mast and hear me say
I'll be home someday
I'll be home someday

when the night falls the wine dark sea is so long
but at sunrise you're the rosy fingered dawn
and I feel you pull me
ever slowly
across the deepest blue
to always make it back to you
I'll always make it home to you

I'm a sailor
I'm a sailor