I see your facing the head winds of the day
The wind must be blowing hard
For you to be at the helm that way
Your hands are gripped upon the wheel
Of the ship headed into the wind
And we know it's a mighty storm
But you'll steer us to the sun again
Sing out when you need a cup
Of good company and cheer
I have confidence in you Cap
That you'll steer us through to clear
Love you Heart
