Watching the ships come in
I''m waiting for the agony to stop
Oh, let the happiness in
I''m watching as the gulls all settle down
Upon the empty vessels
The faded whites of their wedding gowns
The songs of hopeless selflessness

The cold December Sun
A cold that blisters
The hands of a working man
Wasted

I''m waiting on the empty docks
Watching the ships roll in
I''m longing for the agony to stop
Oh, let the happiness in

Oh, let the happiness in

Listen to the waves against the rocks
I don''t know where they''ve been
I''m waiting for the skies to open up
And let the happiness in

Oh, let the happiness in