A Ship Called Desire...

Life is an Ocean of faces
Fed by rivers from different places
Destiny, that gripped shore of peace
Where souls can find their sweetest release

Teary eyes like stars in the skies
Souls when riding shadows passing by
What good is a ship without hemp
Empty with out captains at the helm 

Love a drift, persons now as ships
Perfect and in order set on shirk
With no shoreline for releasing
This drift to nowhere is increasing 

Both brandy and the frost it's nip
There is a lover for every ship
Who can take away all life blues
Who's warn arms ever make frost old news

Where is that ship, worthy of me
What path her charter for sailing free
Without my gaze her life harder
Built for my touch, and taste my harbor

That crying need for only me,
The perfect One, in ships, is it's We
I know the way home, to my shore
From any direction as I should

Too young for me to retire
Looking for a ship called desire
We will know that day when we meet
About yea tall, yea wide, and yea sweet