

The moonlit tide is pulling slow
No words left to say
We watch the silver shadows grow
And drift so far away
Is there a quiet way back home?
Through the velvet dark
we roam
We drift through the light
Across the wide and open night
Finding our way
in the quiet
gray (ooh-ooh)
The distance stretches out between
The spaces where
we stand
But underneath the quiet sheen
I reach to find
your hand
Is there a quiet
way back home?
Through the
velvet dark we
roam
We drift through the light
Across the wide and open night
Finding our way in the quiet
gray (ooh-ooh) (ooh-ooh-ooh)