Dear Christine

'Twas one long year today I left Bournemouth and you Adventure, salt and spray King's service I must do But dear Christine I hold you dearly If only you could hear me I send my love sincerely In hopes that we're not merely hanging on At sea there's time for thought My head was filled with you With quill in hand I sought To bridge the endless blue But dear Christine I hold you dearly If only you could hear me I send my love sincerely In hopes that we're not merely hanging on On and on And dear Christine I'm just a man who Believes in dreams that come true And if you feel like I do When I return I'll find you hanging on