Is this the one you mean?


When you see the Southern Cross
For the first time
You understand now
Why you came this way
'Cause the truth you might be runnin' from
Is so small.
But it's as big as the promise
The promise of a comin' day.
So I'm sailing for tomorrow
My dreams are a dyin'.
I have my ship
And all her flags are a flyin'
She might be all that I have left
And music is her name.

Crosby, Stills and Nash have some fine songs, but the lyrics really need the melody to carry them along.