Happiness Is Only A Tear Drop Away

True Home

I look away from the sea and look down at the floor,
I don't need to look at the ships anymore,
I used to find them beautiful, but now it is not so,
There just my parents plain old Royal Navy ships which come and go,
Though this time something tells me to look up and my eyes meet a ship I have never seen before,
I stand in aw,
Before I know I'm on a boat,
Now I know that this is my true home,
Never again will I step one foot upon the shore.