Connee Boswell
Ebb Tide
First the tide rushes inPlants a kiss on the shoreThen rolls out to seaAnd the sea is very still once moreSo I rush to your sideLike the oncoming tideWith one burning thoughtWill your arms open wideAt last we're face to faceAnd as we kiss through an embraceI can tell, I can feelYou are love, you are realReally mineIn the rain, in the dark, in the sunLike the tide at its ebbI'm at peace in the webOf your arms
From Letras Mania