Nothing can stop me now, I’m sailing away
No more dead end, nothing to let me pretend
My thoughts are leaving, I’m crossing the stormy sea
I’m done with hard times, now I can breathe
 
I told my boss, that I’m moving out to the west
That nothing is worse than a chair and a desk
He told me I’m wrong, that I am only a dreamer
You should go back to work, here’s your future
 
But what if I fail, that I am not strong enough
I would lose my girl, would be nothing but lost
But who can live with broken idea
Nothing but regret, comfort and luxury
 
But I want to break this chain
Holding back my brain
I want to go where the waves are rolling
And the wind is singing in my ears
 
Nothing is worse than a chair and a desk