He shoots the sun

he shoots the sun to make clouds in the sky. when i'm on board your ship i'm caught in a storm. his wet flag is waving. the course without the star. why don't you tremble and cry in the dark? he hates to light the cigarette by candle light. i'm staring at his eyes which gaze into space. his sadness is flickering. the course without the moon. why do i tremble and cry in your dark? the morning spread through the whole your land. the brightness is fixed upon the air. we cross the world with the newest wind it blows my hair in his gently light. keep on sailing and breath new life into the sky he shoots the sun to make clouds in the sky. when i'm on board your ship i'm caught in a storm. his wet flag is waving. the course without the star. why don't you tremble and cry in the dark? in the dark? in the dark?