Thoughts of Losing You

I answer to Eric, my hair is flaming red
I'm a west country man with fists as hard as lead
Tomorrow morning I'll march down to the sea
And sign on board a fishing boat
I'm going to set my Sailor free

That romantic moon is finally on the rise
It's fat and it's full and it's easy on my eyes
How it slides on the water like a west country girl
Glides across a dance floor in her ribbons and her swirls

You know that I love her but here I cannot stay
To the Grand Banks of the new-found land I'm going to make my way
The peril and the dangers of the whole wide world I'll roam
I'd rather take my chances than starve to death at home

How did we get to here
Living our lives in musical chairs
I wouldn't be lying if I said
I'm going out of my head
With these thoughts of losing you
I wouldn't be lying if I said
I'm going out of my head
With these thoughts of losing you

I've been gone so long, I might as well stay gone
I was thinking to myself as I leaned on the rail
The years they went by hard, and the merchants held the cards
And I cannot remember her ribbons and swirls
Caroline I don't remember your ribbons and swirls

Darling I loved you when you went away
I know you loved me too, I heard you say
But we're better off apart, where we can mend our blue, blue hearts
I wouldn't be lying if I said, I'm going out of my head
With these thoughts of losing you
I wouldn't be lying if I said, I'm going out of my head
With these thoughts of losing you