You

thought

the

lea-

den

win-

ter

Would

bring

you

down

fo-

re-

ver

But

you

rode

u-

pon

a

stea-

mer

To

the

vio-

lence

of

the

sun

And

the

co-

lours

of

the

sea

Bind

your

eyes

with

tremb-

ling

mer-

maids

And

you

touch

the

dis-

tant

bea-

ches

With

tales

of

brave

U-

lys-

ses

How

his

na-

ked

ears

were

tor-

tured

By

the

sir-

ens

sweet-

ly

sin-

ging

For

the

spark-

ling

waves

are

cal-

ling

you

To

kiss

their

white

laced

lips

And

you

see

a

girl's

brown

bo-

dy

Dan-

cing

through

the

tur-

quoise

And

her

foot-

prints

make

you

fol-

low

Where

the

sky

loves

the

sea

And

when

your

fin-

gers

find

her

She

drowns

you

in

her

bo-

dy

Car-

ving

deep

blue

rip-

ples

In

the

tis-

sues

of

your

mind

Ti-

ny

pur-

ple

fi-

shes

Run

lau-

ghing

through

your

fin-

gers

And

you

want

to

take

her

with

you

To

the

hard

land

of

the

win-

ter

Her

name

is

A-

phro-

di-

te

And

she

rides

a

crim-

son

shell

And

you

know

you

can-

not

leave

her

For

you

touched

the

dis-

tant

sands

With

tales

of

brave

U-

lys-

ses

How

his

na-

ked

ears

were

tor-

tured

By

the

si-

rens

sweet-

ly

sin-

ging

Ti-

ny

pur-

ple

fi-

shes

Run

lau-

ghing

through

your

fin-

gers

And

you

want

to

take

her

with

you

To

the

hard

land

of

the

win-

ter