So much for the calm water it’s getting stormy around here
So much for the calm water
It’s getting stormy around here, this time of year
So much for us sailing together
All there is now is a storm in the weather
And I am lost and I’m found this time around
And the sailors are loosing their ships
And the spirits are loosing their wits
And I can see the rocks from the bow and I would turn
But I don’t know how. I would turn but I don’t know how
So much for the calm water it’s gettin’ stormy around here
So much for the smooth sailing, all there is now is weeping
And wailing
And I can see the rocks from the bow
And I would turn, I would turn, but I don’t know how
I can see the rocks from the bow and I would turn
But I don’t know how
