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This song is by Sky Sailing and appears on the album An Airplane Carried Me To Bed (2010).

Sailboats wish that they were stars,
Floating softly in the sky,
Among our dreams that bid goodbye,
Moving through transparent space,
Drifting through the stratosphere,
And onwards 'til they disappear,

These continents from overhead,
Look like tiny paper shapes,
Intricately set in place,
Below the misty mountain clouds,
There's a lovely silver bay,
Where sunset sailors often hide away,

Scuba-diver in the loch,
Speed-boat driver on the dock,
Sailplane pilot in the blue, take me up there with you,
The world looks brighter from this high altitude,

I was walking through the trees (sailboats wish that they were stars),
And I was swimming through the seas ('cause they don't know who they are),
I was falling through the air,
When it hit me right there,
My eyes are tired but I don't even care,

An airplane carried me to bed,
Where I slept above the coast,
And dreamt I had become a ghost,
I sailed above the frozen peaks,
Deep in cold cathedral caves,
Across the hills and far beyond the waves,

Take the car on the run,
Fly the jet to the sun,
And bring the spacecraft in soon,
While I play chess with the moon,
I feel like sleeping through this cold afternoon,

Once in 1964 (sailboats wish that they were stars),
An actress ran on the shore ('cause they don't know who they are),
And though you'll never return,
I love you Audrey Hepburn,
Sometimes I can see your face in the crowd,
There are sailboats throughout this brilliant sky,
But you cannot pick them out if you can't fly,
I'm glad the Earth doesn't care if I go up there,
If you want to just ask me and I'll take you along.

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