My ship has sails that are made of silk
The decks are trimmed with gold;
And of jam and spice
There's a paradise in the hold
My ship's aglow with a million pearls
And rubies fill each bin;
The sun sits high
In a sapphire sky
When my ship comes in
I can wait the years
Till it appears—
One fine day one spring
But the pearls and such
They won't mean much
If there's missing just one thing:
I do not care if that day arrives—
That dream need never be—
If the ship I sing
Doesn't also bring
My own true love to me—
My own true love to me