First the [bad word] in
Plants a kiss on the shore
Then rolls out to sea
And the sea is very still once more

So [bad word] to your side
Like the [bad word] tide
With one burning thought
Will your arms open wide

At last we're face to face
And as we kiss through an 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