i am a sailor i need to feel the water cool in my hand
as i trespass far to a a new beautiful land
i dangle my hand over the side
with cool waves my thoughts i bide
like a gypsy free of land so still
ill travel the water of my own free will
this ship will soon be sailing away
it will leave tomorrow… not today
i want it to take me to you my dear
though it may be very rough i fear
to cross the sea
so that i can share my life with thee
new pastures call me im restless now
this must be the only way how
and that this place here now holds only a memory old
new stories venture to be told
that my feet should tread a happier way
i need to live them in a new day
The glistening waves will take me to where
my heart will see no dispair
to a comfortable home with a fireside warm
filled with peace and love and calm
to end my days in this fashion
has hardly been a pashion
But a settling wish that must come true
As i wend my weary way to you