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I spend my mornings Tied to the moorings Some call it boring But I think it's nice Despite my devotion Stuck in the middle of the ocean Aimlessly floating For most of my life Staying still like this Back then would make me feel seasick Staying here like this Back then would make me feel seasick You saw me in magazines Chasing some else's dreams Big yellow submarine Now I'm chasing mine I peeked out my periscope And I spied a little boat You threw me down some ropes Said I'll be aright Staying still like this Back then would make me feel seasick Staying here like this Letras de cancionesBack then would make me feel seasick My missile and mission Was to learn to listen Spend more time fishing And just live my life There's nowhere I'd rather Drink tea in the harbor Watch the horizon And cast out my line Staying still like this Back then would make me feel seasick Staying here like this Back then would make me feel seasick I spend my mornings Tied to the moorings Some call it boring But I think it's nice From Letras Mania