Sailboats

We're adrift on a sailboat My love is the sea Yours is the horizon Constant and steady You set my limbs locked hard afloat Lifted my lonesome sails The tide is out, the moon is high We're sailing Darling, your love is healing It makes the bitter sweet Warms the winter to spring again Secures the colds defeat We're cutting anchor Casting out into the glorious deep The tide is out, the moon is high We're sailing When we've succumb To decrepitude Still our love Will remain in its youth The tide is out, the moon is high We're sailing We're sailing We're sailing