The Apples In Stereo, Robert Schneider - High Tide текст песни

Come with me, wading in the sea
It’s high tide, glad you arrived
Look around, sea foam on the ground
It’s high tide, glad you’re on time
This summer’s not over until we say goodbye
Then will the tears roll out on the tide?
You and me, starfish in the sea
It’s high tide, we’re on the rise
When we’re old, stories can be told
Of high times to be alive
This summer’s forever, won’t ever pass us by Or will the years roll out on the tide?
I’ll remember this summer until the day I die
Then will the tears roll out on the tide?