my ship has sails that are made of silk
the decks are trimmed with gold
and of jam and spice there's a paradise in the hold
my ship's aglow with a million pearls
and rubies fill each bin;
the sun sits high in a sapphire sky
when my ship comes in
i can wait the years
till it appears
one fine day one spring
but the pearls and such
they won't mean much
if there's missing just one thing:
i do not care if that day arrives
that dream need never be
if the ship i sing
doesn't also bring
my own true love to me