The Charles c. Leary

I lost the gloves that my mother gave to me

While on my ways to the make-believe sea

And I lost the rings that my lover gave to me

While on my ways to the Red Salt Sea

And I lost my ways to my happy pen club

And ended up where I still can't say, but

I lost my favorite pen on the way

And I lost my friend but that couldn't be

I lost the friend who sang with me

I lost my son, but that couldn't be

I lost the son who sat on my knee, and

I lost my man, but that couldn't be

I lost the one who I let inside me

And I lost my friend that my love and I shared

While my ways to the make-believe care

And I lost the tunes that stuck to my ears

While on my ways to the make-believe hears

And I saw Sapiena, she sang to the sea

The only person left on the island was me

And I love the man who took care of me

He owns the ship, the Charles c. Leary

Yes, I love the man who took care of me

He sails the world on the Charles c. Leary