Cos Natola - 1492: The Immigrant (Addendum 2)

1492, on a hot August night
We said goodbye to the queen
With the Santa Maria, the Pinta, the Nina
We were ready to sail away
They say the world is flat
But I know that it's round
I will not end up a stat
I know that land will be found
Yes, I do
And my dreams will all come true
We're gonna find the new world
We're gonna find the new world
We're gonna find the new world
We're gonna find the new world
Where are we going?
Tell me what will we see?
Will we make it back home alive?
Day after day
We'll move farther away
Will our spirit begin to fray?
And tell me what of this world?
Is it big, is it small?
Is it all that I thought it would be?
And if so, then my dreams will all have come true
We've gotta find the new world
We've gotta find the new world
We've gotta find the new world
We're gonna find the new world
1492, on a hot August night
We said goodbye to the queen
With the Santa Maria, the Pinta, the Nina
We were ready to sail away
They say the world is flat
But I know that it's round
I will not end up a stat
I know that land will be found
Yes, I do
And my dreams will all come true
We've gotta find the new world
We've gotta find the new world
We've gotta find the new world
We're gonna find the new world

Written by:
Cosimo Natola

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