Letter to the boy on the ivory shore,
who seeks a song amid the ocean's roar.
I've got some idea what you are in for,
you'll hold a candle to a storm,
a candle to a storm.
And there'll be peace and there'll be war,
and everyday there'll be a door.
And there'll be days so beautiful,
you daren't forget, and even then days of regret.
The stars above will always shine,
But you'll learn in time
not all of life ends in a rythme.
At least not most the time.
Letter to the boy on the ivory shore,
who seeks a song amid the ocean's roar.
I've got some idea what you are in for,
you'll hold a candle to a storm,
a candle to a storm.
Well now you know, will you go, will you go, will you go?
Will you go?