I don’t dare to
think you still
admire me
like I admire you,
or to hope you’ve
been true

And I know I said
I didn’t think you
could inspire me
well it seems you
can,
yeah you do – these
words came for you

And is it time, to
go –
just a long last
glass, my dearest
friend?
Or is there time,
to go another
round?

But are we living
out our days
waiting for the
tide, to change
Staring, out to sea,
in the rain?

Well I won’t lie – the
conflict lies within
me
Contrary man, is what
I am, and that’s what
I’ll be

But are we living out
our days
Just waiting on the
tide, to change
Staring out to sea, in
the rain
When we should be
living out our dreams
lest they begin to
fade
and it’s seldom dreams
as sweet as these,
come round again

Yes, living out our
days
just waiting on the
tide, to change
Staring out to sea, in
the rain
When we should be
living out our dreams
lest they begin to
fade
But at times on rainy
days like these, the
best dreams are made