Swimming Overseas

The story goes on 
Driving in a roller coaster 
I begin to fly 
I soar in the air 
Finally I am landing 
Contact is there 
Will I ever find the way 
I crossed a river 
Ended as usual on the far open ocean 
I nearly dropped down with my boat 
My little ship 
Made of wood 
Hand-made 
Built with the remainders I had 
It was completed 
Hold me 
Touch me 
Heal me 
Feel me 
I'm swimming overseas