I work as I wait to return home from sea,
because in your arms is the only place that I want to be.

I have seen the end of the Age of Exploration.
Because you are the only woman that completes my spiritual restoration.

At every sunrise, I wait to see what life has in store,
as I passionately defend and wait to embrace your shore.

As I wait for my ship’s sail to fill with wind,
I know when I look into your eyes I am holding the hand of my best friend.