Ebb Tide کے بول

First the tide, rushes in you Is a kiss from the shore A voice softly speak And the sea is fairer still Once more So I rushed to your side Like the arm coming tide Ever stunning hope With your arms opened wide At last, with face to face And does we kiss to warm embrace CHORUS: I can tell, I can fell You are there, you are real Really mine In the rain, In the dark In the sun (Repeat I, II) (Repeat Chorus moving to higher notes) Just by holdin' tight heaven sent Oh, I loved these In the warmth of your arms...