One night a girl hears someone say
The ship is ready for departure, my lady
Awaiting your command
She has no idea what she has to do at all
The wind is at 30 miles per hour
Waves at seven feet
She spreads out her hands and murmurs
Something about God
Excuse me I didn't understand You
These seagulls are too loud
And she thinks to herself so I'm going mad
And the wind hoists up a flag
Guns salute straight from the deck
Captain go ahead
Through the sea of love
There should be no storm
All the way
But when she returns
Salt on her lips
Makes the girl feel
It's not dream
A few days later the girl is standing near a port
Today and until further notice all ships
To remain in wharfs
And she looks confused and she feels so helpless
High wind velocity and rough seas
Restricts navigation
So she runs down by the store till she meets an
Older man
Where have You been keeping yourself
So long, little girl?
And she thinks to herself.. so I'm going mad
Don't be scared, baby don't be scared
And then the wind hoists up a flag
Guns salute straight from the deck
Captain, go ahead
Through the sea of love
There should be no storm
All the way
But when she returns
Salt on her lips
Makes the girl feel
It's not a dream
Baby, baby, baby it's not a dream
It's just salt salt on your lips