Now as the early light is catching the folds
  Black lace and satin wrapped, wrapped up against her face
  She turns her frozen steps that break the frost and cold
  Beyond the misty bay, still sleeping to the east
  
  "too many miles", she hears the seabirds call
  her captain’s ship, she waits for Wind and Sail
  
  Below the breaking point the tide will ebb and fall
  The storm is silent now, as silent as the dawn
  Above the rocks and cliffs she watches all the while
  She waits for distant sails that never will return
  
  "too many miles", she hears the seabirds call
  her captain’s ship, she waits for Wind and Sail
  Below the breaking point the tide will ebb and fall
  The storm is silent now, as silent as the dawn
  
  "too many miles", she hears the seabirds call
  her captain’s ship, she waits for Wind and Sail