When I saw the Southern Cross for the first time, I couldn't find it. Then of course there is the future - not really so bright and sure - but still some hope that the things we think might be fulfilling may someday happen. There has to be some regrets in there somewhere. So thoughts go to the past - who is left behind and what dreams were when younger. While out there one has time to think - the present is just sailing - the sea, the skies, the stars. She is all that I have left and music is her name.Īnd we never failed to fail, it was the easiest thing to do.īut somebody fine will come along make me forget about loving you. I have my ship and all her flags are a flyin' So I'm sailing for tomorrow, my dreams are a dyin'.Īnd my love is an anchor tied to you, tied with a silver chain. 'Cause the truth you might be runnin' from is so small.īut it's as big as the promise, the promise of a coming day. You understand now why you came this way. When you see the Southern Cross for the first time, What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten.Īnd you know it will. Spirits are using me, larger voices callin'. Think about how many times I have fallen, In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you.īut on a midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away. Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas. She was makin' for the trades on the outside,
Got out of town on a boat goin' to southern islands.
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