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. (------ Misic ------) 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.
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. (------ Misic ------) 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.
