sail away

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