That howling wind, it comes Knocking on her door. You know I want her here, But it wants her more. She With worn & broken decks. And you can hear her moan, As the main sail sets. She says, Comes the ocean All she ever wanted, Was someone to adore Now the wind it swings around again. And she turns the boat to stern. Sometimes you have to sink, Before you learn Now the paralyzing cold, Tells her, But she can On a sinking ship But the wind is out of breathe, And the northern gales subside. She gets her first sleep in days, Under starry skies.