Carry your bag in a sea of stories To her mainland in Caesarea Fly the flag of your borrowed glories Till the west end of Old Sofia She'll give you the world to lean on Perish the age of reason But her love, she won't trade it for nothing Follow her steps from the Hudson river To the white lights of Nova Scotia They were kept for a true believer In a choke point of the Arctic Ocean She'll give you the world to lean on Perish the age of reason But her love, she won't trade it for nothing She'll give you the world to lean on Perish the age of reason But her love, she won't trade it for nothing Yes, her love, she won't trade it for nothing