I dream of the seas where the warm winds blow,
Neath a dome of pale blue sky;
Where sunbeams play on the silver spray
As cresting waves race by.
Of early morn where a green-blue sea
Is kissed with golden light;
Where the main deck dries in tropical heat
as day succeeds night.
I dream of the swell of freshening seas
Where chasing dolphins leap:
Where flying fish, like raindrops, fall
To shower the ocean deep.
Yet in my dreams on a moonlit sea
I search o'er the luminous foam,
For a distant star to guide me true,
Through my slumbers safe at home.