Atlantica
I can taste the salt from over here in the air
Anchor's set but I still feel you out there
The world is as small as it seems
But your heart on the other hand
Is almost as big as these dreams you leave
Atlantica sink me in
In your thoughts, in your skin, past this barren land,
Show me the deep
If it's journeys you dream
Would you dream them with me?
All your flaws they are a work of art
What's imperfect is the prettiest part
And the tide rises high when you cry
'Cause the ripples you gently awake
Become waves that roam free when they leave
Atlantica sink me in
In your thoughts, in your skin, past this barren land,
Show me the deep
If it's journeys you dream
Would you dream them with me?
Oh I fall in love when I see
Your heart worn out on your sleeve
When you are no longer afraid to leave
Atlantica sink me in
In your thoughts, in your skin, in this ocean you steer,
In your wild emotions, take me deep
If it's journeys you dream
Would you dream them with me?
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