Ebb Tide

Ebb Tide
(Robert Maxwell, Carl Sigman)

First the tide rushes in
Plants a kiss on the shore
Then rolls out to sea
And the sea is very still once more

And then I rush to your side
Like the on coming tide
With one burning thought
Will your arms open wide
At last we’re face to face
And as we kiss through an embrace
I can tell
I can feel
You are love
You are really really mine

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