This one sings in blue and this one sings in gold,
One ocean's near and the other one's far,
This one sea is younger and the other sea is old,
But both have winds that sing me songs; which sea shall I sail upon'

I'm torn when a sail rips like a veil,
I'm torn like a ship tossed by the storm.

This one sings me love songs with a kiss so sweet,
She never smiles, yet is always on my mind,
And the other one calls with a love so true, taking my heart, making it new,
Both have winds that sing me songs; which sea shall I sail upon'

I'm torn when a sail rips like a veil,
I'm torn like a ship tossed by the storm.

Lost without a reason, shot upon the waves,
Looking for the answer with a price,
Though I looked, the answer never came,
I know I've got to make up my mind before they leave me behind.

Both have winds that sing me songs;
Both have winds that sing me songs;
Both have winds that sing me songs; which sea shall I sail upon'