Al Stewart - Peter On The White Sea       When I took my boat out   To the White Sea   I had no care in the world   Not a cloud disturbed the sky   I was dreaming only of   How it might be   Then dark fell into the day   And the wind began to rise   Peter on the White Sea   Green mountains of waves   Blew all around   Peter on the White Sea   The howl of the wind   That lonesome sound   Sailors made their peace then   With the Almighty   Still I kept hope in my heart   Through the salt and   Stormy night      Every hour the wind struck   Even harder   We held on tight in the dark   As our bow rose and fell   Till we came with daylight   Into the harbour   Hard by the monastery walls   To the ringing of a bell   Peter on the White Sea   A day to recall when days   Are done   Peter on the White Sea   The first of a thousand ships   To come   When I took my boat out   On the White Sea   I heard my name in the wind   In the bright and empty sky   When I took my boat out   On the White Sea