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