A time will come, as promised skies,
when love just drifts from shore to shore,
though oceans lie, and we implore.
A time will come, as promised skies.

When love just drifts from shore to shore,
I wait beneath the evening star,
trusting your gaze, through world afar.
When love just drifts from shore to shore.

I wait beneath the evening star,
I write these lines on restless air,
sending my words to find you dear.
I wait beneath the evening star.

I write these lines on restless air,
trusting tides that ebb and flow,
distance may fail but hope does grow.
I write these lines on restless air.

Trusting tides that ebb and flow,
two lives shall meet where longing lies,
and time will come for promised skies.
Trusting tides that ebb and flow.

A time will come, as promised skies,
when love just drifts from shore to shore,
though oceans lie, and we implore.
A time will come, as promised skies.