Soak your coat
Wash it away overboard
A sailor without a home
No lighthouse to guide to shore

Leaving soon
Holding a brush to the broom
Fire in the afternoon
New embers to light the new moon

I'm north of you in the springtime
I'm yours and you will be mine
We'll navigate to meet in space and time

Lost at sea
Thought that it meant I was free
But I took it too seriously
I'm left with a broken machine

Well I made my bed
Painted the walls cold red
Wasted the words I said
Spent a whole day inside my head

I'm north of you in the springtime
I'm yours and you will be mine
We'll navigate to meet in space and time