I do my job and it's pleasing to me

It's getting so I can sail upon the roughest sea

On the roughest sea I do alright

On the roughest sea I do alright



But when my work is over and done

I get to being a lonely one



Need someone to take the wheels at night

Someone to navigate till light comes

But most of all I need

A maker of islands



Rested in the golden sunlight

Where the seas are kind

She could make me islands

For my peace of mind

If I could only see her

Look into her eyes

Then I'd lie easy, I'd lie easy, I'd lie easy

In my soul