Dried Cassava set sail

I was told about you
I was told you are my song
so I bet my heart out
and I'm told it begins now.
it begins naturally, with a chapter and a song
and the bat is on the boat, not especially mine
*Leaving it up to fate,
signs that i have to take
I was told that you're mine
I was told that you're fine
* Open your eyes and see,
say what you have to say
** In the sun, where I need to be free.
Ooo. ooo. ooo. ooo. ooo.
We begin naturally,
you're my chapter in this song
and you bet I'm on the boat
not especially mine.