Riptide, mountainside

Falling asleep with your hand in mine

Dreaming of better things to come

Cool breeze, salty air

Trying to hold on to what's not there

We played the best hand that we held

 

Watching you go

Is smothering the fire for the glow

But it seems that we've come to the end of the line

And baby it's time

Baby it's time

This time

 

Choice words, not to hurt

Thinking back to the way we were

But there was nothing left to save 

A hard trust, open lines

Always faithful and we spoke our minds

We changed the way we learned to love

 

Now watching you go

Is smothering the fire for the glow

But it seems that we've come to the end of the line

And baby it's time

This time

 

And we'll carve out our separate lives

With other lovers over time

Searching for the one thing we could never seem to find 

And love will come and love will leave

We will fall and we will grieve

But hope remains if we keep on then we will get there eventually

 

Still hurts me more then you will ever know

But it seems that we've come to the end of the line

And baby it's time

Baby it's time 

This time