We were born before the wind
We were so much younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Feel the sea and touch the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
As we sail into the mystic.
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow
As we sail into the mystic
We were born before the wind
And so much younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Feel the sea and touch the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
As we sail into the mystic.
When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow into the mystic
Come on girl...
Too late to stop now...

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