along the edge of the rising tide
i saunter across with you close beside
hand in hand
unhurried we go
we savour the breeze
and sand in our toes
you smile and your eyes
they shine with the stars
for this moment of truth
an eternity could pass
and thus i am, before the night is through
on this long lonely beach, counting the moons with you.
i saunter across with you close beside
hand in hand
unhurried we go
we savour the breeze
and sand in our toes
you smile and your eyes
they shine with the stars
for this moment of truth
an eternity could pass
and thus i am, before the night is through
on this long lonely beach, counting the moons with you.
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