Into the Mystic - Soul Groove
We were born before
The wind Also younger than the sun Ere the bonnie
Boat was won as we sailed into the mystic Hark
Now hear the sailors cry Smell the sea and feel
The sky Let your soul and spirit fly into
The mystic And when that fog horn blows
I will be coming home And
When that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it I want to rock your
Gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into
The mystic And when that fog horn
Blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows
I got to hear it I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul Just
Like way back in the days of old And together
We will float into the mystic Come on girl