As a Matter of Fact

As a matter of fact
As I look outside my window
I can hear all the songs
I should have sung

It's been such a long time
Since I set my sails for sailin'
That those everyday waves
Just beat me down

So blow gently
Till I hear the mighty wind
Rushin' in and stop me
From flailin'
So blow gently
Till I feel the mighty wind
Fill my sails and start
Me sailin', start me sailin'

And I'll ride on the wind
And my life will know no ending
For my hand will be on
The Master's sail

So blow gently
Till I hear the mighty wind
Rushin' in and stop me
From flailin'
So blow gently
Till I feel the mighty wind
Fill my sails and start
Me sailin', start me sailin'