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