The tides are taking me home,
On a bed of shimmering ice.
The dawn of your smile,
The heart is on stake,
For the hope of those days,
I will carry this break.
For the coffee you make,
I live out this day,
To see you smile,
To see your heart in fire,
I would open those doors,
To the chance of you and me,
Standing in the sea,
Holding your hand.