Ship Song کے بول

Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, darling Every time you come around Come loose your dogs upon me And let your hair hang down You are a little mystery to me Every time you come around We talk about it all night long We define our moral ground But when I crawl into your arms Everything comes tumbling down Your face has fallen sad now For you know the time is nigh When I must remove your wings And you, you must try to fly Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, darling Every time you come around Come loose your dogs upon me And let your hair hang down You are a little mystery to me Every time you come around