....wipe the waters from my eyes,
Packed my bags, and said goodbye.
Throw on my coat, of cold-comfort for change.
On the waves I’ll forget her name.
sail away on an ocean blue
And somewhen,
… when my travelling is through
Somewhere,
…where the winds don’t blow
…where goodbyes don’t grow cold
My someone on those distant shores
...someone who is never gone.