Davy Jones
I’m missing those talks, yes, those feelings.
Your calls in the darkness,
you needed me.
I’m missing, I’m missing you baby,
Every part of your body
was made for me.
Oh is too, is too late?
To start all over?
Oh is too, is too late?
To start all over?
This ship is taking me so far now,
I’m thinking about you
and the next ten years.
The seven seas are my home now,
My crew is my family
and stars are my guide.
Oh is too, is too late?
To start all over?
Oh is too, is too late?
To start all over?