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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

Composição: Carl Sigman / Robert Maxwell