You bent yourself down to adjust a crimson heel
But when you grabbed my arm I knew it was for real

So I asked you 'bout your dreams and you made a list for me
Then I set my sails and the rest is history

Now take this my letterman
It’s not much but it's better than
Those frilly things that never kept you quite warm

Christen my ship
Swing your bottle, don't miss
I’ll return bearing gifts by and by

Blow me a kiss
Wave your white handkerchief
In a year I will sit by your side

Soon I will sail for Greece but hide from you my fears
And every day that passes by will seem like years

But I will warm myself with knowledge that you're mine
And likewise I am yours and thus we are entwined

So keep lit a flame for me
And I'll do the same for thee
They're symbols but see how they shine
Christen my ship
Swing your bottle, don't miss
I'll return bearing gifts by and by

One, two, three, four dozen moons worth of time
I will still hear the lilt in your voice
Five, six, eight, nine magic mountains I'll climb
There will be just one flag I will hoist

Christen my ship
Swing your bottle, don't miss
I’ll return bearing gifts by and by