America - Ports-of-call Lyrics
Written by gerry beckley and dewey bunnell, ©1994Found on hourglass.I cant help thinkin as those ships sail awayWhat sirens beckon and callHow long at sea this time how long betweenThe ports-of-call, ports-of-callUnder the bridge they move to far off landsMaybe australia or north african sandsComplete the mission, supply and demandTo ports-of-call, ports-of-callAnd everyday as the sun is settingAlong the bay city lights appearSnake charmers sway while the smoke is risingTime is growing nearWhen theyll be casting off anchor as they sail awayInto the morning lightRising and falling thru the blue and grayTo ports-of-call, ports-of-callAnd everyday as the sun is settingAlong the bay city lights appearSnake charmers sway while the smoke is risingTime is growing nearAnd everyday as the sun is settingAlong the bay city lights appearSnake charmers sway while the smoke is risingTime is growing nearIll take the chance this time to change my world (change my world)And break those ties that bind (ties that bind)Far from those people passing through my lifeLike ports-of-call, ports-of-callUnder the bridge Ill move to far off lands (far off lands)Maybe australia or north african sands (north african sands)Complete my mission, hope you understandPorts-of-call, ports-of-callPorts-of-call, ports-of-callPorts-of-call, ports-of-call ...
