The hands on the clock keep turning round:
They point to the time of the day.
The time means nothing with you by my side,
Though some time I'll be on my way.
Down the road to where I must go
There's nothing between you and me.
I'll take a boat down the river, my love,
And sail away to the sea,
I'll sail away to the sea.
What will you take to remember me by?
I've no money to buy you a smile.
I can't say the words to bid you farewell,
So I'll carry them with me a while.
You'll wave goodbye 'till I pass out of sight
As you're waving goodbye for good.
I can't even take you part of the way.
I only wish that I could.