Turn the Tide
It’s time to turn the tide, time to trim the tree
Time to send a beam to light the darkness hiding inside of me
And baby, when’s the last time
we’ve felt a stillness deep inside
It’s time to trim the tree, time to turn the tide
We’re busy almost every single second,
but we never seem to get things done
We’ve become perfect strangers
to the sight of a simple moon or a simple sun
It’s time to let our eyes adjust to darkness
so they remember how to see
It’s time to turn the tide, time to trim the tree
And if you feel there’s been something lost
I’d hope that you’d tell me despite the cost
And should we spend our best years half-alone and scared
Dragging the weight of all that we’ve never shared
It’s time to turn the tide, time to trim the tree
Time to become something different from
who we’d have thought we’d ever be
And who says we’re not just getting started
on this crazy roller coaster ride
It’s time to trim the tree, time to turn the tide
Take the heights from the mountains,
take the depths from the sea
Bring them all back home, turn the tide, trim the tree
Let the saltwater flow in these tears that we’ve cried
Let the waves crash down, trim the tree, turn the tide
(I’m the sum of everything I’ve chosen
Thanks for holding the door for me when it was closing)
(4x)
There’s a hint of fall in the air
There’s a touch of grey in your hair
Hold my hand as the colors change
Step into the forest so deep and strange
It’s time to turn the tide, time to trim the tree
Watching the hands of the clock or the clasp of a lock
won’t slow the time or set us free
This is the only world we’ll ever know
Let’s live it and let’s love it with our eyes open wide
It’s time to trim the tree, time to turn the tide
Take the heights from the mountains,
take the depths from the sea
Bring them all back home, turn the tide, trim the tree
Let the saltwater flow in these tears that we’ve cried
Let the waves crash down, trim the tree, turn the tide
(We’re the sum of everything we’ve chosen
We’ll find a way through this door as it’s closing)
(2x)
I think I can put up with you, just keep up with me
Trim the tree
And let me take your weary hand, my still blushing bride
Turn the tide