Morning Tide - The Little Ones

Oh, my morning tide

You rise and fall aside

On Sunday

Sunday, Sunday

With every crash you make

You pull and push away

Against the rocky ground

Though I stray for some time

I know I’ll come around

I hear the chimes that call

Your ringing seaside crawl

On Sunday

Sunday, Sunday

As each layer folds

The mist grows more and more

There’s an air that you declare

I have wanted to tell you

I hope to meet you there

By the shore, I’ll be waiting for you

Morning tide, I’ll be waiting for you

For I’ll see you on the coastline in time

That’s something to think about

That’s something to think about

By the shore, I’ll be waiting for you

Morning tide, I’ll be waiting for you

For I’ll see you on the coastline in time

That’s something to think about

That’s something to think about

The touch of midday sun

Broke from the sky at once

And echoed my own cheer

I am waiting, waiting

Waiting to see you here

By the shore, I’ll be waiting for you

Morning tide, I’ll be waiting for you

For I’ll see you on the coastline in time

That’s something to think about

That’s something to think about

By the shore, I’ll be waiting for you

Morning tide, I’ll be waiting for you

For I’ll see you on the coastline in time

That’s something to think about

That’s something to think about