S H I P S

BARRY MANILOW

We walked to the sea.
Just my father and me.
And the dogs played around on the sand.
Winter cold cut the air.
Hangin' still everywhere.
Dressed in gray, did he say.
Hold my hand.
I said, love's easier when it's far away.
We sat and watched a distant light.
We're two ships that pass in the night.
We both smile and we say it's alright.
We're still here.
It's just that we're out of sight.
Like those ships that pass in the night.
There's a boat on the line.
Where the sea meets the sky.
There's another that rides far behind.
And it seems you and I are like strangers.
A wide ways apart as we drift on through time.
He said, it's harder now, we're far away.
We only read you when you write.
We're two ships that pass in the night.
And we smile when we say it's alright.
We're still here.
It's just that we're out of sight.
Like those ships that pass in the night.
We're just ships that pass in the night.
And we smile when we say it's alright.
We're still here.
It's just that we're out of sight.
Like those ships that pass in the night.