I could close my eyes in the dark
Searching with my hands
And find your soft skin
Like warm, golden sand

We don’t need a compass, we don’t need a map
We are the atlas, we’re all we need
We can dream on sailboats, around the seven seas

Over the Atlantic, searching for Atlantis
You say we’ve got wings, we’ll never drown
In sea-salt love, we’re safe and sound

And if the storm, it breaks our ship
That rocks us violently, amongst the blue
You know if you jump, then I’ll jump too

We’ll never sink, we’ll find the land
And curl up tight, on gentle shores
I could never, ever ask for more