I am the tide I move to the rise and fall My waves caress your harbor to a tidal ecstasy With currents like sensual fingers I rhythmically reach to the pull of the moon I push to your shoreline To kiss the curves Of your longing beaches of insanity
I am the tide I move to the rise and fall My waves caress your harbor to a tidal ecstasy With currents like sensual fingers I rhythmically reach to the pull of the moon I push to your shoreline To kiss the curves Of your longing beaches of insanity