Good Morning, Captain - Remastered

"Let me in," the voice cried softly
 From outside the wooden door
 Scattered remnants of the ship could be seen in the distance
 Blood stained the icy wall of the shore
 "I'm the only one left. The storm took them all,"
 He managed as he tried to stand
 The tears ran down his face
 "Please, it's cold."
 When he woke, there was no trace of the ship
 Only the dawn was left behind by the storm
 He felt the creaking of the stairs beneath him
 That rose, from the sea, to the door
 There was a sound at the window then
 The captain started, his breath was still
 Slowly, he turned
 From behind the edge of the windowsill
 There appeared the delicate hand of a child
 His face was flush and timid
 He stared at the captain through frightened eyes
 The captain reached for something to hold on to
 "Help me," he whispered, as he rose slowly to his feet
 The boy's face went pale
 He recognized the sound
 Silently, he pulled down the shade against the shadow
 Lost in the doorstep of the empty house
 "I'm trying to find my way home.
 I'm sorry . . .
 And I miss you
 I miss you
 I've grown taller now
 I want the police to be notified
 I'll make it up to you
 I swear, I'll make it up to you
 I miss you."