She Must Be Beautiful

The seagulls of summer have flown

The sailors have wintered their boats

Come sit by the fire

And tell me your secrets

Love isn't kept easily

The windows are shuttered and closed

Blankets to keep out the cold

But you are still restless

Your heart is enchanted

Drifting away from me

And is she beautiful

She must be pretty or worse

To ride the high seas

She must be beautiful

White linen sails

That have captured your vagrant breeze

Singing her siren song

Luring you far from the harbor

And into the gales

She must be beautiful

So beautiful

To have stolen the wind from my sails

Casting your dreams out to sea

Will you remember me

As years go by

Slipped with the tide

It was I who set you free

And is she beautiful

She must be pretty or worse

To ride the high seas

She must be beautiful

White linen sails

That have captured your vagrant breeze

Singing her siren song

Luring you far from the harbor

And into the gales

She must be beautiful

So beautiful

To have stolen the wind from my sails

So beautiful

To have stolen the wind from my sails