Facing South

As I watch the moon draw the tide away
I think of you
And I think it’s strange
To feel this pull so strongly
When you’re sailing away
I’m facing, facing south
South to the wind and the sea
Oh come for me
I’m facing, facing south
South to the wind and the sea
Please comfort me my dear
You seek out its company
Leave my arms, strong and secure run from me
To the dark of the sea
It’s a wild, tumbling thing
That cares nothing for you
Loves no one
And I see that time slips away from me
And I’ve grown grey, dry
You’re halfway around the world by now
You’re halfway around the world
I’m facing, facing south
South toward the wind and the sea
Oh come for me
Facing, facing south
South toward the wind and the sea
Oh come for me my dear, oh
Please comfort me