Far from home, lost at sea
Helpless to a changing tide
With tattered sails, hopes and dreams
Drifting toward another side
Drifting toward another side
younger when I cast these sails
Cargo full, with doubts and fears
Yet still, I'd every storm endure
till the days turned into years
till the days turned into years
I had never thought I'd find myself adrift so far as this
Where I'd watch each dream I treasured drown into a dark abyss
Drown into a dark abyss
But where my heart once sailed toward dreams
Now I hope for nothing more
Then to set sail in Sacred Streams
and to drift upon Your shore
And to drift upon Your shore
And to drift upon Your shore.