Colin Linden

Dry Land

The clouds they move so graceful
The thumbnail moon's so faithful
But I can't wait until we reach dry land

The bow is rocking endless
And I feel so defenceless
But I can't wait until we reach dry land

In the salty air I will feel your caress
Through the stormy night I will whisper
I love you my dear

The crew is full of hard drink
I hope to God we don't sink
And I can't wait until we reach dry land

In the salty air I will feel your caress
Through the stormy night I will whisper
I love you my dear

I pray the hours rush by
I pray the minutes will fly
And I can't wait until we reach dry land
I can't wait until we reach dry land