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“My love has gone across the sea To find a country far and fair He sailed into the gilded west And lo, my heart will never rest Until my love returns to me Or I set out to find him there. Come home, come home! I sing to thee My love, come home and rest thy head I'll watch for you the winter long And sing for you a summer song And if you can't return to me Then I will sail to you instead Through tow'ring wave and shriek of gale I'll aim my vessel ever west And steer it by the cord that bound My heart to yours, until you're found And should you find my body pale And wrecked upon the loamy shale Rejoice, my love, and call me blessed! In death, my love, I loved you best” — Andrew Peterson
My love has gone across the sea
To find a country far and fair
He sailed into the gilded west
And lo, my heart will never rest
Until my love returns to me
Or I set out to find him there.
Come home, come home! I sing to thee
My love, come home and rest thy head
I'll watch for you the winter long
And sing for you a summer song
And if you can't return to me
Then I will sail to you instead
Through tow'ring wave and shriek of gale
I'll aim my vessel ever west
And steer it by the cord that bound
My heart to yours, until you're found
And should you find my body pale
And wrecked upon the loamy shale
Rejoice, my love, and call me blessed!
In death, my love, I loved you best