These tiding waves will crash and we won’t last.
When this storm arrives you will only be;
This aching in my heart is only vast.
We can fall into this river, but flee?
Inhale your breath, and this can be over.
I’m not taking your hand to let it leap,
We will for all hold onto a Dover.
These waves we made will reach eternity.
Our love will break every waive in deed,
This is the only way for me to be,
All the blood I have lost has only need.
Only you was my thought that this would be.
I know that in your arms joy indeed lies.
I would be drowning if apart this would be.