My Ship (Christine Solo)

[Christine:]
My ship has sailed, that I made of silk
The decks are trimmed with gold
And of Jam and Spice, there's a paradise
In the hold

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The sun sits high, in a sapphire sky
When my ship comes in
I could wait the years, till' it appears
One fine day, one Spring
But the birds and such, they won't need much
It is missing just one thing
I do not care
If the day he arrives, that dream need never be
If the ship I sing doesn't also bring
My own true love, to me

If the ship I sing, doesn't also bring
My own true love to me

I could wait thе years, till' it appears
One finе day, one Spring
But the birds and such, they won't need much
It is missing just one thing
I do not care
If the day arrives, that dream need never be
If the ship I sing, doesn't also bring
My own, true love to me

If the ship I sing
Doesn't also bring
My own true love, tooooo
Me