And I know,
That I must go,
Away from here,
I am sorry my dear.
It’s not that I am not so in love with you,
There is just something that I have to do.
You know you’re my baby,
And I think of you daily,
And I can’t help but cry,
Every time that I write.
But I couldn’t live with knowing I’d held you back from life,
So whatever you do without me will be alright.
There is no way,
For me to say,
Just exactly how long,
That I will be gone.
And if you’re waiting here when I return from sea,
Then I’ll know that you are all I really need.
And I know,
That I must go,
Away from here,
I am sorry my dear.
It’s not that I am not so in love with you,
There is just something that I have to do.