Red Tide
Baby's in her hour of darkness
Everything she feels is hopeless
Disconnected from the dance hall
Trippin' 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
As the summer loses power
Is this passion or
Or your red tide
Baby's breakin' your kiss goodnight
This is where her heart will not die
Is this passion or
Or your red tide
Or your red tide
Or your red tide
Writer/s: ARMSTRONG, BILLIE JOE/WRIGHT III, FRANK EDWIN/PRITCHARD, MIKE RYAN
