Sailing on a summer breeze, going back to my island
Nearly done my time, my life will be mine once again
The distant past so far behind
And I hope there hasn't been many changes
'Cause I haven't seen my island for such a long time

Oh, I want to breathe the air that's free
Oh, I want to feel the warm sand beneath my feet
And the sun on my face, oh

Couldn't say goodbye through no fault of mine to my loved ones
But sent a message through from my first port of call
I was pressed into time by the men from the line
They didn't tell me where I was going
And I haven't seen my island in such a long time

Oh, I've sailed upon the seven seas
Oh, you wouldn't believe the things I've seen
When I get home I'll tell you, oh

Oh, I want to breathe the air that's free
Oh, I want to feel the warm sand beneath my feet
And the sun on my face, yeah, oh

Sailing on a summer breeze, going back to my island
Nearly done my time, my life will be mine once again
The distant past so far behind
And I hope there hasn't been many changes
'Cause I haven't seen my island for such a long time, oh, oh, oh, oh

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ALAN CLARKE, TERRY SYLVESTER, TONY HICKS