| Life in this city is getting me down | 
| I feel I can’t go on | 
| I’ve wasted my time on this money-go-round | 
| And killed all my dreams but one | 
| Worshipping idols of concrete and steel | 
| I’ve sacrificed all for their grace | 
| Way down inside me, the dream is so real | 
| And one day I’ll run from this place | 
| We’ll go sailing forever, we’ll go with the tide | 
| In the hands of a summer breeze | 
| Searching for treasure in far distant lands | 
| At the end of the seven seas | 
| Here in this city, you work like a slave | 
| Nobody tells you why | 
| And nobody cares if you dig your own grave | 
| To pay for the day you die | 
| The broken down dirty town air is so cold | 
| And promise is tattered and torn | 
| But I’ve got a dream that I keep in my soul | 
| And one day that dream will be born | 
| We’ll be counting the silver in the rays of the moon | 
| As far as the eye can see | 
| Diamonds from heaven and gold from the sun | 
| In a land where a man is free | 
| Sailing forever, we’ll go with the tide | 
| In the hands of a summer breeze | 
| Searching for treasure in far distant lands | 
| At the end of the seven seas | 
| Here in this city for mile after mile | 
| Nobody turns your way | 
| You long for affection, you crave for a smile | 
| But love is all hidden away | 
| Here in this city, it’s so hard to find | 
| A friend with a helping hand | 
| So come with me, run with me, leave it behind | 
| Sail to the promised land | 
| We’ll be counting the silver in the rays of the moon | 
| As far as the eye can see | 
| Diamonds from heaven and gold from the sun | 
| In a land where a man is free | 
| Sailing forever, we’ll go with the tide | 
| In the hands of a summer breeze | 
| Searching for treasure in far distant lands | 
| At the end of the seven seas | 
| Counting the silver in the rays of the moon | 
| As far as the eye can see | 
| Diamonds from heaven and gold from the sun | 
| In a land where a man is free | 
| Sailing forever, we’ll go with the tide | 
| In the hands of a summer breeze | 
| Searching for treasure in far distant lands | 
| At the end of the seven seas | 
| Counting the silver in the rays of the moon | 
| As far as the eye can see | 
| Diamonds from heaven and gold from the sun | 
| In a land where a man is free | 
| Sailing forever, we’ll go with the tide | 
| In the hands of a summer breeze | 
| Searching for treasure in far distant lands | 
| At the end of the seven seas |