Sail Away - Terry Jacks

I asked her, her name

She said it was Jane

Oh how I thought that’s a beautiful name

What brings you here to sit by the sea

Someone is painting a portrait of me

And as I sit in this old wicker chair

Knitting a scarf for my sister to wear

And watching the sailboats sail in the breeze

I’m thinking of home and my good family

Sail away, taking a holiday

Sail away, taking a holiday

The blue in the sky was the blue in her eye

And the color of her hair was brown

And as she turned I saw was the same

The color of her face and the sun going down

Sail away, taking a holiday

Sail away, taking a holiday

Sail boats painting the sea

Look at the sails wide and free

Grey sky at night a sailor’s delight

It’s been many years since I have been to the sea

Watching the sailboats sailing the breeze

And finding myself in an old part of town

Looking for faces that just on the ground

There she sits in that old wicker chair

Knitting a scarf for her sister to wear

I don’t think I’ll ever remember her name

But there on the wall just exactly the same

Sail away, taking a holiday

Sail away, taking a holiday