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 (art) What's imperfect is the prettiest part And the tide rises high when you cry 'Cause what ripples you gently awake Become waves that run 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? Oooh, oooh Oh-oh, ahh Ahh-ahh-ahh Ahh 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? Ooh-ooh, ahh-ahh-ahh