My Ship

My ship has sails that are made of silk,

The decks are trimmed with gold,

And of jam and spice there's a paradise in the hold.

My ship's aglow with a million pearls

And rubies fill each hole,

The sun sits high in a sapphire sky when my ship comes in.

I can wait the years

Till it appears

One fine day in spring,

But the pearls and such

They won't mean too much if there's missing just one thing.

I do not care if that day arrives

That dream need never, 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.