Brooke Fraser - Sailboats текст песни

We're adrift on a sailboat
My love is the sea
Yours is the horizon
Constant and steady

You set my lamdlocked hard afloat
Lifted my lonesome sails
The tide is out, the moon is high
We're sailing

Darling, your love is healing
It makes the bitter sweet
Warms the winter to spring again
Secures the cold's defeat

We're cutting anchor
Casting out into the glorious deep
The tide is out, the moon is high
We're sailing

When we've succumbed to decrepitude
Still our love will remain in its youth

The tide is out, the moon is high
We're sailing
We're sailing
We're sailing