On Beds, Once Again Testo

Just a dayall the trains they stopped blowin'
so now we're floating
And the sun
oh it's burning on my shoudlers
there's no escaping it
So turn starboard
turn to port
oh our tempers get so short
When we don't seem to be getting anywhere
So get the oars and start to row
Cause we've got so much more to go
Theres no use to be waiting for the wind

How we long for land to hold our hand
To sleep on beds, once again

When I get home will you still be waiting?
I pray that you're
as patient as the sea
and maybe, maybe you'll
be waiting still
waiting there for me
keep your letters by my side
seem to keep me satisfied
when I haven't seen a woman in weeks
I know I should not think of you
but I can't help it when I do
I do it just in case you never think of me

How we long for land to hold our hand
To sleep on beds, once again