Dawn Tide Lullaby

Golden threads begin to weave

Through the salt air that we breathe

Cool wet sand beneath our toes

Watching how the shoreline glows

Oh, the sky is waking up

Amber spilling in a cup

Let the morning take its time

Your hand resting warm in mine

(warm in mine)

Pink and purple paint the tide

As the night-time starts to hide

No one else on this long shore

We couldn't ask for any more

Just stay right here

Let the day go

slow

Underneath the dawn's first clear light

(so slow)

Amber spilling in a cup...

(hummm) Let the morning take its time