Paroles de Red Tide
Baby's in her hour of darkness.Everything she feels is hopeless.
Disconnected from the dancehall.
Tripping on her heart of purple.
Is this passion or...
Or your red tide?
Faces of her bleak expression.
Taking on her town's impression.
Tis' the season's witching hour.v As the summer loses power.
Is this passion or...
Or your red tide?
Babe is breaking your kiss goodnight.
This is where her heart will not die.
Is this passion or...
Or your red tide?
Faces of her bleak expression.
Taking on her town's impression.
Tis' the season's witching hour.v As the summer loses power.
Is this passion or...
Or your red tide?
Babe is breaking your kiss goodnight.
This is where her heart will not die.
Is this passion or...
Or your red tide?
ARMSTRONG, BILLIE JOE/WRIGHT III, FRANK EDWIN/PRITCHARD, MIKE RYAN
© Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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