Out by Sunday Sandy Cove.
I thought about my life,
a lot about my children,
and a lot about my wife.
About my mom's old ac cordion,
and all the other things I've lost.
I'd grab a ship and a bottle
And I wondered what it would cost
Cause I would pay a sultan's ransom
If only I could place
The ship back in the bottle
Oh, see my mother's face
Out by Sandy Cove
I started on a song
I knew I'd never finish
Cause nobody lives that long
So many things unfinished
Before they are begun
Like grandpa's ship in a bottle
They sail out to oblivion
And where does all the love we lose go?
It seems like such a crime
It's like grandpa's ship in a bottle
It disappears in time
If I could do it over,
there'd be some changes made
I'd paint with brighter colors,
I'd stay out of the shade
I'd make everybody happy
with the lessons I have learned
I might not find the joy of life,
but I'd leave no stone
un turned
I'd leave no stone unturned
Out by Sandy Cov e,
just a mile beyond the Strand,
There stands an ancient tower
on a rocky pole of land
And I feel just like that tower
Like nothing lives inside of me
And I don't know why I'm empty
Or why I'm standing by this sea
But I got cracks in all my mortar,
I got holes in all my bricks
And it's like grandpa's ship in a bottle
It's something I can't fix
All my fancy tricks,
it's something I can 't fix.
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