A tired man in the tower, overlooks the sea, a seasoned man a sailor, where he is meant to be
Eyes on the horizon, watching for the shore, longing for his love, and aching to the core
Through hard times and hurricanes, misty fog and rainy weather, clinging to the lasting hope, to again to be together, sees her face and hears her voice, each time he close the eyes, feels the sun and warming winds, and hope again to rise
Wind and rain is sweeping, like lashes to his face, ship keeps rocking side to side, starts praying to his grace
To see his dear beloved, again in this one life, to hold her in his arms again, and kiss his dearest wife
Through hard times and hurricanes, misty fog and rainy weather, clinging to the lasting hope, to again to be together, sees her face and hears her voice, each time he close the eyes, feels the sun and warming winds, and hope again to rise
A lifetime full of water, fish and raging storm, a mother has been waiting, along with the sons she born
The weathersman came home, tired but still alive, his loved ones now united, for eternity to survive
Through hard times and hurricanes, misty fog and rainy weather, clinging to the lasting hope, to again to be together, sees her face and hears her voice, each time he close the eyes, feels the sun and warming winds, and hope again to rise
Through hard times and hurricanes, misty fog and rainy weather, clinging to the lasting hope, to again to be together, sees her face and hears her voice, each time he close the eyes, feels the sun and warming winds, and hope again to rise