My Ship

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, If the ship I sing doesn't also bring my own true love to me.