We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won

As we sailed into the mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry

Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic


And when that fog horn blows
I will be coming home

And when the fog horn blows
I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it


And i want to
Rock your gypsy soul

Just like way back
In the days of old
And magnificently

We will flow into the mystic

When that fog horn blows

You know i will be coming home
And when that fog horn
Whistle blows, i gotta hear it

I don't have to fear it

And i want to

Rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back
In the days of old

And together we will flow
Into the mystic


Come on, girl

Too late to stop now