Colin James

We were born before the wind,
Also younger than the sun.
Ere the bonnie boat was one,
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,
As we sailed into the mystic.
And when that foghorn blows,
I will be coming home.
And when that foghorn blows,
I wanna hear it,
I dont wanna fear it,
And I wanna rock your gypsy soul.
And its just like the days of old.
And together we will flow,
As we sailed into the mystic.
Come on,
Come on,
And when that foghorn blows,
I will be coming home.
And when at foghorn blows,
I wanna hear it,
I dont wanna fear it,
And I wanna rock your gypsy soul.
And its just like way back in the days of old.
And together we will flow,
As we sailed into the mystic.
Come on,
Come on,
Come on,
Well, its too late to stop now,
Its too late to stop now.
[ Into The Mystic Lyrics ]