I'm reaching 
out for something I can't see yet
I can feel it
calling to me from the sea

and I know that 
it isn't going to fall into my hands
so I'll sail there 
on the ship you've given me

and I'm sailing
but everybody's headed west
and I'm wondering
if this is it or is it just a test
this constant
desire to put on a face
to hide that
I think life's not a journey just a race

and

where you've gone 
I want to go to
is it wrong 
to want to know the truth?
do I belong 
cause I have got no proof
I'll take this ship 
until I just see blue

You threw me
a compass and a map when I was lost
but there's nothing 
to point me to where I might be
so I'm reaching
out for something I can't see yet
but I'm safe 
cause I'm still on the ship you've given me

I'm not failing 
cause everybody's headed west
but I'm wondering
well how am I supposed to know if I passed the test
this constant 
reminder that I could fall
and if you could 
would you really want to look in the crystal ball?

and 

where you've gone 
I want to go to
is it wrong 
to want to know the truth?
do I belong 
cause I have got no proof
I'll take this ship 
until I just see blue

until I just see blue

Emma-Lee Davidson