Sailing heart-ships through broken harbors   Out on the waves in the night   Still the searcher must ride the dark horse   Racing alone in his fright      Tell me, why? Tell me, why?   Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself   When you're old enough to repay   But young enough to sell?      Tell me lies later, come and see me   I'll be around for a while   I am lonely but you can free me   All in the way that you smile      Tell me, why? Tell me, why?   Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself   When you're old enough to repay   But young enough to sell?      Tell me, why? Tell me, why?   Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself   When you're old enough to repay   But young enough to sell?