They stood upon the deck
As the ship went out to sea.
The wind it took the sails
And left the land a memory.
All upon the shore for
To wonder why the sailor goes.
All to close their eyes
And wonder what the sailor knows.
That is you to they,
That is how they think you are.
Never on the land,
But sailing by the north star.
That is you to them,
That is how they think you are.
Never on the land,
But sailing by the north star.