The Tide

The tide of life is turning and rushing back to sea Footprints on the wet sands once left by you and me Washed in tides long swept away In youthful quest Of olden day Those frolics with our Children The roaring of the sea Our rushing toward the ocean Hand in hand, it's you and me Where love, has our youth fled to? As we slower walk along? And where has the wind taken Our breath of joyous song? But darling though the seagull's We knew, long flown away A far flung hope is rising On the wing of a new day And would I be, how could I be That bride of yesteryear.... Washed way in earthbound vessel Hiding every precious tear But precious are the promises And hopeful in my heart One day will bring a world of joy In heaven's sweet rampart For now I'll hold you tightly Beholding waves at sea We hear the seagulls calling Treasure coves of memory Until that precious promise Of that sweet new golden day Our footprints in the desert sand Till westward wind blows them away