Take me back to a time when love was king and we were enslaved
When it rushed through my veins and shone through my skin,
When the world was bright and all that mattered was the direction of the wind,
When we sat up for hours and spoke about everything and nothing in between
Take me back, back to a time when we awaited the swelling of the storm and the rough of the sea
When we stood firm and planted our feet in the sands of fate as the tide rose up and contested our love
Take me back so that I may feel secure again, take me back so I may feel loved again
Take me back just for a fleeting moment that I might remember what it felt like to be happy again
Take me back, back to the time when love was king.