High Tide

Like a wheel within a wheel
And a dream within a dream
He knows she's not how she may feel
She's not how she may seem

She stays just out of reach
Dancing towards the sand
They finally make the beach
Where she takes his hand

They lie down in the tide
Caressed by the sea
She has sworn to be his bride
Adrift in eternity

It may be that love runs deep
Takes the breath away
And the Pacific provides sleep
A bed at the end of day.

Photo from "From Here to Eternity"