Fighting the tides of your shores (1983 first written)

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Fighting the tides of your shores (1983 first written)​

My picture of you.

Tells me my love for you is true.

Its constants.

Parameters that keep me in line.

You cannot have it all your own way.

At least you can have your own say.

I have you before.

Yet I cannot help but want more.



Oh, I am fighting the tides of your shores.

While wanting the time of our lives.

We are homesick for our wives.

We seem to waste our time.

You know my heart is not yours.

You cut me deep inside.

So I must keep, fighting the tide.



A small scuttle.

You fight a lost battle.

You fight a lost battle.



You look for something new

Every time if fails to get through to you.

I were yours what would you do?

I am the dove whose neck is about to be rung.

While you cry the love song, you want me to have sung.

Now you are the friend I find.

But the child of a cuckoo will not be mine.

As I still love my wife.

Even though you want to push her out of my life.

For sure...



Oh, I am fighting the tides of your shores.

While wanting the time of our lives.

We are homesick for our wives.

We seem to waste our time.

You know my heart is not yours.

You cut me deep inside.

So I must keep, fighting the tide.