-
Until my ship comes in 
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- Loneliness, plays its wicked
game with me
- Maybe I’ll be saved, but
I have nothing to believe
- With no one in my arms,
underneath a quiet sky
- And nothing in my heart, a
nothing sympathy
-
- The lonely people sail the
sea
- There’ll be a storm
inside of me
- Until my ship comes in
- All I have is what I am
- On this island I will roam
- Until my ship comes in
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- The radio... plays the same
six songs a day
- Automatic words... cruel and
comforting to me
- Everything is bleak... people-less,
hollow and concrete
- Staring at the sea... but my
thoughts are far from me
-
- The lonely people sail the
sea
- There’ll be a storm
inside of me
- Until my ship comes in
- All I have is what I am
- On this island I will roam
- Until my ship comes in
- The lonely people sail the
sea
- There’ll be a storm
inside of me
- Until my ship comes in
- All I have is what I am
- On this island I will roam
- Until my ship comes in
-
- I was giving it a little more
time
- I was giving it a little more
time
- I was giving it a little more
time
- But things don’t seem to
be getting better
- I was giving it a little more
time
- I was giving it a little more
time
- I was giving it a little more
time
- But things don’t seem to
be getting better
-
- The lonely people sail the
sea
- There’ll be a storm
inside of me
- Until my ship comes in
- All I have is what I am
- On this island I will roam
- Until my ship comes in
- The lonely people sail the
sea
- There’ll be a storm
inside of me
- Until my ship comes in
- All I have is what I am
- On this island I will roam
- Until my ship comes in