A name was all my father left me
A name and nothing more
Untamed like the white horses
That sculpt these barren shores
Always searching new horizons
Treasures all to find
Floating in with the flotsam and jetsam
Sailing with the tide
Sailing on the turn of the tide
Sailing on the turn of the tide
Sailing on the turn of the tide
Like father like son
His restless blood in mine
In his wake I'm forced to follow
Eyes open wide
A salty kiss upon your lips now
Let the winds decide
The gulls are laughing at our plight
Will I be leaving you crying?
Will I be leaving you crying?
Will I be leaving you crying?
Will I be leaving you crying?
Will I be leaving you crying?
Sailing on the turn of the tide
Will I be leaving you crying?
Like the ever turning tide
We're always saying goodbye
You can't tame a spirit you don't understand
You'll only get hurt if you try
Only get hurt if you try
Only get hurt if you try
Only get hurt if you try