| Peridots and periwinkle blue medallions |
| Gilded galleons spilled across the ocean floor |
| Treasure somewhere in the sea and he will find where |
| Never mind their questions there’s no answer for |
| The roll of the harbor wake |
| The songs that the rigging makes |
| The taste of the spray he takes |
| And he learns to give |
| He aches and he learns to live |
| He stakes all his silver |
| On a promise to be free |
| Mermaids live in colonies |
| All his seadreams come to me |
| City satins left at home I will not need them |
| I believe him when he tells of loving me |
| Something truthful in the sea your lies will find you |
| Leave behind your streets he said and come to me |
| Come down from the neon nights |
| Come down from the tourist sights |
| Run down till the rain delights you |
| You do not hide |
| Sunlight will renew your pride |
| Skin white by skin golden |
| Like a promise to be free |
| Dolphins playing in the sea |
| All his seadreams come to me |
| Seabird I have seen you fly above the pilings |
| I am smiling at your circles in the air |
| I will come and sit by you while he lies sleeping |
| Fold your fleet wings I have brought some dreams to share |
| A dream that you love someone |
| A dream that the wars are done |
| A dream that you tell no one but the grey sea |
| They’ll say that you’re crazy |
| And a dream of a baby |
| Like a promise to be free |
| Children laughing out to sea |
| All his seadreams come to me |