How through the day, you would pray
You could trade for another life
I sent you a line
I said you were mine
Then morning rays through the haze
The golden blaze got a hold of you
It was the vision of light
That turned you around
Turn against the current
Against the current
You took the course that you bore
It was charted for you long ago
It left charted route
left you drifting about
Your ship, took a trip
With hope of something bigger yet
And it would take you awhile
To mark your nautical mile
