We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic
And when the fog horn whistle blows
I will be coming home, mmm mmm
And when the fog horn whistle blows
I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I wanna rock your gypsy soul now,
Just like way back in the days of old
Then together we will fall,
Into the mystic
When that fog horn whistle blows
You know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows
I gotta hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will fall
Into the mystic
