All day long anticipating to walk and hold your hand
on a coastal beach it was with hideaways in dunes of sand.
For tomorrow I keep waiting but tomorrow never comes.
Gone with time,
your hand in mine.
And now my love,
you are with the angel band.
My love,
sweet love,
what happened to the plans we made there on the sand?
The tides came in,
went out again.
I loved you then.
In summer I don't go down to the beach alone.
In case imagination haunts my lonely soul.
It's here at home I sit,
pretending you're here with me.
Reality is not to be.
For now my love,
you are with the angel band.
My love,
sweet love,
what happened to the plans we made there on the sand?
The tides came in, went out again.
I loved you then.
My love,
true love,
gone now are the plans we made there on the sand.
Your tide came in,
went out to end.
I lost you then.
See you outright
on heaven's tide.
Adrienne.