(Verse 1) Oh, leaves o’ the vine, they drift and they fall, Soft like the tears of the lost and the small. The wind calls their names o’er the waves dark and wide, Carrying sorrow no sailor can hide. (Chorus) Ohhh, sail on, sail on, where the lost souls roam, The tide may rise, but it leads ye home. Oooooh, hear the wind sigh, hear the gulls cry, For those who are gone, ne'er say goodbye. (Verse 2) Once stood a man, so strong, so bold, With a heart full o’ love, and a tale left untold. He watched as the years like the tide slipped away, Now he stands at the shore, with naught left to say. (Chorus) Ohhh, sail on, sail on, where the lost souls roam, The tide may rise, but it leads ye home. Oooooh, hear the wind sigh, hear the gulls cry, For those who are gone, ne'er say goodbye. (Verse 3) A boy once he held, so bright, so free, A future like starlight upon the sea. But fate, like the tempest, it tore him apart, Left him with naught but the ache in his heart. (Final Chorus) Ohhh, sail on, sail on, where the lost souls roam, The tide may rise, but it leads ye home. Oooooh, one day we’ll meet where the west winds die, Where the leaves of the vine reach the endless sky. (Outro – Softly, fading away) Leaves o’ the vine, they drift and they fall, Soft like the tears of the lost and the small…
