He could sail lonesome and hail
He could sail twosome and sing
But it is the passport, which worried him
It is from another world
And not his ring.

The worst storms he can fight,
He is small yet he got might,
With god he follows the light
And the road before him is trust.

He can solve your problem in one day
With him at your side to sail
Without the heart’s pieces,
This begs to share you
Every time the wind blows in.

A heart of half shattered pieces,
He looks at the distance for a call
From the one he loves above all
So that he can sail her away
To fight another day.