Il testo della Sunday morning

Time clicks fast, and sailors,
Will they stay?
Their heart's solicited
By hurricanes

Morning wakes horizon
Will tempest stop?
Half-mast their dreams of home
Sing them back

Is it not what they thought
It would be?
Is it not what they want
It to be?

Cause they have made promises
They try not to hide they can't brag out
Cause they made compromises
Sailors say goodbye but wave to stay