Well I use to sing in Texas and it sounded fine to me I guess I've come a long long way But I've changed the words so many times I lost the melody And I never even saw it slip away Out to sea there is a refuge Where the holy winds are strong Out to sea there is a high place takes so long So I thought of California by the shinning sea Though I'd write the song of songs I could hear my baby's goodbye voice ringing out to me Dear David I hope you live that long Out to sea there is a refuge Where the holy winds are strong Out to sea there is a high place Sailor lead me to your song And we will bathe in the white foaming water And be pure as God's driven snow On that cloudless day there'll be no sorrow So the story goes the story goes Well I might never sing a song that's good enough for me Chase the doubts and fears away On a sinking ship of hope I could hear the sailors calling Call the captain sail away Out to sea there is a refuge Where the holy winds are strong Out to sea there is a high place lead me to your song And we will bathe in the white foaming water And be pure as God's given snow On that cloudless day there'll be no sorrow So the story goes the story goes