Into the Mystic

We were born before the wind

Also, younger than the sun

And the Bonnie boat was won

As we sailed into the mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry

Smell the sea and feel the sky

Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows

I will be coming home

And when the fog horn blows

I want to hear it

I don't have to fear it

I wanna rock your gypsy soul

Just like way back in the days of old

Then magnificently we will float

Into the mystic

When that fog horn blows

You know I will be coming home

And when that fog horn whistle blows

I gotta hear it

Oh, I don't have to fear it

And I wanna rock your gypsy soul

Just like way back in the days of old

And together we will float into the mystic

Say hey, hey, yeah

Hey, hey, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh

Hey, hey, yeah

'Til you stop it now

Yeah, yeah

Yeah