I still remember the day, you were standing on the Kay,
With tears in your eyes, as the sirens yelled.
It was time to go aboard, fair-the-well to you my love.
One last look in your sad eyes, and one last kiss.
For the miles, that's called the ocean, for the miles, between you and me,
Walk all the miles, trying to kill me, walk all the miles, over the sea,
Every sailor hear has a leak in his heart, but no one has a leak as big as mine.
They dream of their love, of their loved sweet heart,
Of the little girl on the harbor of their homes.
Of their homes
Too many years have passed by, too much time upon the see.
All the memories of you signing to decrees.
The taste of your lips, and the smell of your hair,
The longing in your voice as you said goodbye.
For the miles, that's called the ocean, for the miles, between you and me,
Walk all the miles, trying to kill me, walk all the miles, over the sea,
Every sailor hear has a leak in his heart, but no one has a leak as big as mine.
They dream of their love, of their loved sweet heart,
Of the little girl on the harbor of their homes.
Of their homes
When I'm sitting here alone, with the whistle in my hand,
I hope the wind will blow this song across to you.
And one fine day I will return, to the harbor of my home,
You'll hear the sirens yell, you'll know that it's me coming home.
For the miles, that's called the ocean, for the miles, between you and me,
Walk all the miles, trying to kill me, walk all the miles, over the sea,
Every sailor hear has a leak in his heart, but no one has a leak as big as mine.
They dream of their love, of their loved sweet heart,
Of the little girl on the harbor of their homes.
Of their homes

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