Waiting For The Tide
It's sunset and the sky is red,By sunrise I'll be found as dead. I'm waiting as the tide rolls in,Regretting all that might have been. Not caring if I see the lightFrom all the stars or moon tonight.My story is an ancient oneOf love that's gone, a life undone. With shivers I have disrobed here,The coldness tells me death is nearThe waters surge about me now,I feel the chill, I touch my brow Recalling days that came to pas...
