Eleanor Tomlinson
How the tide rushes in
How the tide rushes in
And covers footprints in the sand
As my hope's erased and carried
Out of my hand

How the tides ebb and flow
As driftwoods tossed upon the shore
And my heart's cast aside
And lost evermore

Yet though the ocean with waves unending
Covers the earth
Yet is there loss after all


For what e'er drifts from one place
Is with the tide to another brought
And there's naught lost beyond recall
Which cannot be found
If sought

Yet though the ocean with waves unending
Covers the earth
Yet is there loss after all

For what e'er drifts from one place
Is with the tide to another brought
And there's naught lost beyond recall
Which cannot be found
If sought