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Ships Lyrics

Artist: Barry Manilow

Ships
Barry Manilow

We walked to the sea.
Just my father and me.
And the dogs played around on the sand.
Winter cold cut the air.
Hangin' still everywhere.
Dressed in gray, did he say.
Hold my hand.
I said, love's easier when it's far away.
We sat and watched a distant light.
We're two ships that pass in the night.
We both smile and we say it's alright.
We're still here.
It's just that we're out of sight.
Like those ships that pass in the night.
There's a boat on the line.
Where the sea meets the sky.
There's another that rides far behind.
And it seems you and I are like strangers.
A wide ways apart as we drift on through time.
He said, it's harder now, we're far away.
We only read you when you write.
We're two ships that pass in the night.
And we smile when we say it's alright.
We're still here.
It's just that we're out of sight.
Like those ships that pass in the night.
We're just ships that pass in the night.
And we smile when we say it's alright.
We're still here.
It's just that we're out of sight.
Like those ships that pass in the night.

Comments/Interpretations

by Juan de los Santos on 8/31/2008 12:09pm
This is one of the greatest songs ever written. It brings back childhood memories to anybody who loved a father living away. While it is very sad song it is also very hopeful. I can't help but sympathize with the kid who sees his father as a "ship that passes in the night".

by Ed on 9/11/2008 8:20am
This song was written by Ian Hunter! Not Barry Manilow!!!

by Yehuda Hamer on 9/17/2008 6:52am
The lyrics are more powerful than the tune.

by JORGE CASTRO on 5/7/2011 2:51pm
Suddenly I realized that we lived just like that, every one in his own pat and in a different deep but we can see each other even when for times we are out of site.

by rudolph on 6/6/2011 1:01pm
this one remind me my father one day we were coming back from quintero to loncura through the sand...it was a warm day and my father were talking to me like father to son...it was the very moment in my life I can't forget...and I won't do it..that was summer 1975....
thanks barry......the most beautiful song in my life....

by Christina de Orleans e Braganca on 6/10/2011 2:30pm
What a beautiful song! It reminds me of my Father who lives far away, but I love him dearly!!!

by John on 7/19/2011 9:22pm
a childhood song which is etched deep in my heart.. just listening to this song takes me back to the days when life was easy and without worries. A father and son song which will forever remain in me as my father will always be my hero..

by Erik on 5/23/2012 6:16am
My parents divorced when I was 10. My mother & I moved to another state. After so many years of not hearing from my father, I took this song and applied it to my personal situation. It saddens me when I listen to it because my father never really tried to be in my life, but I still try to remember him in the most positive manner possible.

by antoinne hood on 6/8/2012 10:58am
this one is a very special song for me....the tears appears on my eyes every time I remind my father who lives by me...I can't forget it ...Barry Manilow...thanks... your performance of this song is the greatest.

by Connie Lafond on 6/11/2013 on 6/11/2013 12:15pm
I'm sending this song to my dad for Fathers day to remind him that even though we are far away from him in distance, we are close in
love and heart. Thanks Barry for a song for our dads!

by barry goodson on 3/16/2014 9:55am
this is a true classic, a haunting one. But Barry's own Dad hardly knew him. that's true. so it is not autobiographical at all.

by Jack Sanders on 11/13/2014 1:21pm
My interpretation is a bit different. My dad could never tell me he loved me and always withheld his approval-no matter how hard I tried to get it - from the time I was a child through adulthood. We were like two ships that passed in the night-living together at first, then visiting periodically-we didn't connect, we just watched each other pass by. He wouldn't let me "in". Such a waste-all over pettiness and pride and jealousy. I had much to give that he refused. I needed much that he never was willing to share.