Into the Mystic

We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic

And when that foghorn blows
I will be coming home, mm-mm
And when the foghorn blows
I want to hear it, I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will float
Into the mystic, mmm

When that foghorn blows
You know I will be coming home, mm-ah
And when that foghorn whistle blows
I gotta hear it, I don't have to fear it

And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float
Into the mystic
Come on, girl

Too late to stop now