My ship is battered beaten
almost broken by the waves.
At the point of giving up,
I was lost at sea for days.

I was chasing love and laughter
all across the seven seas.
My lack of luck proved enough
to drive me to my knees.

Now I've put my ship to port
and the storm clouds have receded.
I hang my head in sorrow,
knowing that I've been defeated

Its peace that I have gained,
but I shudder at the cost.
All a man can hope for,
is the very thing I've lost