My Light, Maria

You can never trust in a sailor's love.
 The seas will wash out your photograph.
 These dreams you have of an open sea
 and a good strong man...
 Oh the burden of dreaming.
 All set for the night.
 I can feel a storm is brewing.
 The sun and tide,
 Rise up, up, Maria.
 The ocean's bride,
 my light, Maria.
 Maria.
 Let me comb your hair
 as my mother did.
 In our home, this lighthouse
 We're hidden.
 But the seas cry out
 full of desperate men.
 Our children are not forgotten.
 All set for the night.
 I can feel a storm is brewing.
 The sun and tide
 rise up, up, Maria.
 The ocean's bride,
 my light, Maria.
 The sun and tide
 rise up, up, Maria.
 The ocean's bride,
 my light, Maria
 The sun and tide
 rise up, up, Maria.
 The ocean's bride,
 my light, Maria.
 Maria.