Shipwrecked
Deep below deck is where you’ll find me
Thinking of ways to reach dry land
I’ve been living my life like a stowaway
Tired and tattered sails waiting for the wind to give
And I’ll sleep no more until you’re here beside me
We’re growing old before our time
Even the lighthouse keeper keeps the houselights on
Afraid to close his eyes
Waiting for the wind to blow
The sirens sing the same old song
We’ve been on the rocks too long
The harbour lights shine in the distance
A place where many sailors come
To buy some love off the girls with the bar stool smiles
Who say we’ll be shipwrecked when you’re gone
Waiting for the wind to blow
The sirens sing the same old song
We’ve been on the rocks too long
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