Topic: This West Coast Fisherman is Coming Home | |
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I look up to the stars
And I see you looking down You're pointing in the direction dear Of safe fishing grounds No longer alone on this deck at night We're talking through our Prayers Saying how much we love each other And how much we care CHORUS I see your candle burning late at night While I am still at sea I'm never forgetting to say I love you You mean so much to me I see that flicker of your candle my dear All the way from the west coast This west coast fisherman is coming home To the lady I love most So you see I'm coming home dear No longer be sailing away My dreams are finally coming true my love That I'm coming home to stay With one more sea of dreams to travel Without ever leaving home We'll sail that sea of dreams my love We'll no longer be alone Brian Written on one fishing trip last year |
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That is beautiful!!
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Thank you dear. I had a dream that I put to words that night last year. I still have that dream...
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That dream will come true
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