My ship of love |
| Loving can be a summer's day upon a river-bend, with fingers trailing |
| Loving can be a stormy sea, and with all hands you need to guide |
| Through channel, sea and bride, to keep the floats and sailing |
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| My ship of love is coming in to harbour soon |
| There's so much in my heart than I am longing to say |
| My ship of love upon the blue horizon now |
| Come safely home, godspeed, you're on your way |
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| Loving can be an empty shore, the lonely sands of time one has to live through |
| Seabird, you had to feel your wings, and now it seems so long ago |
| The day I whispered: "Go, I want to be coming with you" |
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| My ship of love is coming in to harbour soon |
| There's so much in my heart than I am longing to say |
| My ship of love upon the blue horizon now |
| Come safely home, godspeed, you're on your way |
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| Oh... my ship of love is coming in to harbour soon |
| There's so much in my heart than I am longing to say |
| My ship of love upon the blue horizon now |
| Come safely home, godspeed, you're on your way |
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| My ship of love, godspeed, you're on your way |
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Piera Martell
From left to right: Piera Martell, N/A, N/A, N/A, N/A, N/A
