Ebb Tide

Ebb Tide - The Platters

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'll 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