Colin Hay - Fisherman's Friend lyrics

I stand alone on the harbour Look out on the bay The wind and rain makes it harder No-one braves the storm today Distant bells and the gulls cry (familiar sound) My clothes are damp from the spray The air is cold but my feet are even colder The boats are where they're going to stay I never thought I'd ever worry about the weather I never used to care But it becomes too real when it provides the meals For you and many far away But there's always the promise of tomorrow Only light winds on our tail To sail the seas is such sweet sorrow Together with all the old familiar smells In this blissful hell full of fearful joy The ocean waits for its prey The night's a thief and at the end of the day Steals the light away I stand alone in the harbour I still look out on the bay The wind and rain makes it harder No-one braves the storm today I can't see anything, only what's ahead And what gets washed up on the shore There are so many things either left unsaid Or spoken a million times before Weigh anchor I'd rather go sailing round the world