Blue denimed angel in the springtime
Bare legs flashing in the sun
And from their books, the old and wiser heads would turn
To watch you run

[Chorus]
I fool myself that I'm retaken
By your siren song of time
It is the old dreams reawakened, not forsaken
I am not free; these chains are mine

With dark-eyed Ireland in your features
Soft New England in your speech
Torn between the Cross and dancing with the Moon
Both out of reach

So we explored the new sensations
Touching Heaven and tasting Hell
Though you are etched upon my mind
I cannot say I know you well

[Repeat Chorus]

We all are sailors
Across the gulf of years we sail
Cold, grey Atlantic rolling in
Success and failure
Don't we remember when we fail
But we go sailing on again

[Repeat Chorus]

© 1983 by Josh Joffen