Tides from Tides by Fernando Rubio

TIDES

Lying in a bus
So long ago
Time had never run so slow
Travelling south
To meet you

Brand new love
Made it all clear
Plenty of brand new games to play
Doing my best
To know you

The morning used to come too soon
All we needed was inside your tiny room

Tides will come and go
Every day the setting sun
will make shadows grow
One more log will burn to light our love
Keeping us warm

Friends have gone
New ones arrive
Some of them have lost their way
We made our own mistakes

Time has changed some of the words
But the tune remains the same
Still sounds good
to me
today.

• Americana
• R&B
• Rock
• Soul
• blues
• country rock
• Cartagena