Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, baby Every time you come around Come lose your docks upon me And let your hair hang down You are a little mystery to me Every time you come around We talk about it all night long We define our moral ground But when I crawl into your arms Everything, it comes tumbling down Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, baby Every time you come around Your face is falling sad now For you know the time is nigh When I must remove your wings And you, you must try to fly Come lose your docks upon me And let your hair hang down You are a little mystery to me Every time you come around, yeah-ooh-ooh-ooh... ♪ Yeah-ay-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...