Ebb Tide- Matt Monro
First the tide rushes in;
Plants a kiss on the shore;
Then rolls out to sea;
Then the sea
Is very still once more
So I rush to your side
Like the oncoming tide;
With one burning thought
"Will your arms open wide "
At last we're face-to-face;
And as we kiss in our embrace;
I can tell I can feel;
You are love You are real
Really mine-in the rain
In the dark in the sun
Like the tide at its ebb;
I'm at peace
In the web of your arms
At last we're face-to-face;
And as we kiss in our embrace;
I can tell I can feel;
You are love You are real
Really mine-in the rain
In the dark in the sun
Like the tide at its ebb;
I'm at peace
In the web of your arms