We build bridges
Don't we sometimes need a hand?
Despite our best laid plans
Don't we sometimes miss what we had?
And we struggle
Don't we sometimes lose the reasons?
But in the peaceful morning
We can clearly see where we've been
Oh, and the tide pulls us out, alright
Oh, and the tide pulls us out, alright
Oh, when the tide brings us back, how sweet it is
Oh, and the tide pulls us out, alright
Oh, and the tide pulls us out, alright
Oh, when the tide brings us back, how sweet it is