Bathe in the billows where the water surge
You’ll be waiting by my side in the morning
Wade through the weld of currents
Waves salute
You’ll be waiting by my side when he comes

But we will try to save our skin
From ear to ear my dear
He grins a grin so viciously it trickles down his chin
His hand caught red
They’re cut like rubies flaunted on a ring
But he’ll be gone I promise you
When the tide rolls in

Oh, Oh, Ooh
Oh, Ooh, Ooh

Hide in the lazy shallows sun can’t stretch
You’ll be waiting by my side in the morning
Sail in the gloom as the breeze rocks the boat
You’ll be waiting by my side when he comes

But we will try to sooth our sins
But soon the I see
On the water, cheshire cat shrewdly on the prowl
A tremble through my temples yet nothing but a howl
Seeps from his lips the sinking ships
When the tide rolls in
No lamp lights
Or passers by
He turns twice
Waiting for the morning to arrive

Rised on a ripple that ruffles to shore
You’ll be wait by my side in the morning
Stand on the sand tread by the undertow
You’ll be waiting by my side when he comes

But we will try to let it begin
But don’t forget
That in the gloom behind the veil the unknown rests in peace
But in the thickness of the night the stories from the streets
Will stir the stupor of the man
When the tide rolls in

Oh, Oh, Ooh
Oh, Ooh, Ooh
Oh, Oh, Ooh