I'll tell you a tale,
Of the ocean blue,
Of creatures called myth,
Though some swear myth to be true

On a great ship,
I once sailed away,
And between the farthest shores,
Did my heart run astray

A story of courage,
Of love and of fate,
Of murmurs on the waves,
As the morning surf breaks

A long time ago,
Long before you found this life,
On this very shore,
A young sailor arrived

Awash in his sorrows,
Awash in his fears,
His ship dashed aground,
The only thing he held dear

Lonely years passed,
Like time standing still,
And so the sailor lived,
Heart in mourning and his soul unfulfilled

Out of the sea she came,
Pure beauty shining white,
And on that brilliant summer morn,
The sailor's lonely heart took flight

Silent as the night,
She never spoke a word,
Reaching out to him gently,
How her gentle touch burned

Into his arms she went,
Slipped into his embrace,
Her lips met his,
How their hearts did race

Countless days their souls entwined,
Their love unspoken in the fading light,
But for all the moments of bliss there by the sea,
Their love I'm afraid was never meant to be

One quiet morn,
The sailor woke alone,
Eyes wet with tears,
And once more on his own

His heart shattered wide,
He stood at the shore,
His hope drained away,
Till the tears came no more

One glorious day,
A ship finally sailed in,
And this lost soul they saved,
Brought him back where he'd been

Memories faded fast,
Days turned into years,
And the sailor found new love,
And the sailor found new tears

Yet summer morns,
he wanders along the shore,
Watching the setting sun,
Feeling that gentle breeze on his skin once more

And every once in a while
To this very day,
He'll swear on his life,
If he wanders your way,

That sometimes he sees,
There in the waves,
A vision in white,
With the most loving smile on her face

And he'll tell you a tale,
Of a journey on the ocean blue,
Of creatures called myth,
Though some swear myth to be true