I climbed the hill, lay in the grass A little dark-eyes girl drifted past She said, All the best has come, it could not last And the worst is has come true Her hands were small and fluttered up A lamb amongst the buttercups I pulled on my coat and buttoned it up For the worst it had come true Sail away, sail away To a place where your troubles cant follow Sail away, sail away Save all your tears for tomorrow The fins of the city moved toward us And the swallows swooped and the starlings warned us And the peril in everything is assured us That the worst it had come true And all my sorrows made their bed beside me The shame, the disgrace and the brutality And she whispered then, Let laughter flee For the worst it has come true Dry your tears, forget why were here Leave all your sorrows behind you Never lose heart, all things must pass To a place where your troubles cant find you She came beside me, amongst my coat Her breath was warm against my throat We clung to each other so very close For the worst it had come true Sail away, sail away To a place where your heart will not shame you Take my hand, through this night without end For the worst it has come to claim you Sail away, sail away To a place where no one can betray you Take my hand, through this night without end For the worst it has come to claim you