Leaving the coast we know for somewhere we've never been,
But when we get there:
It already feels like home,
It already feels like this is what we live for.
Sitting beside the fire,
Sharing stories with strangers and living without hesitation.
Do you remember being whoever we wanted to be?
Being whoever we wanted to be.
Like stepping into the past,
Nobody had to ask where we came from.
The cliffs and the open sea,
The photographs in your eyes find the wisdom in the smallest detail.
What if we don't go back?
What if we never leave?
Can you learn the magic and still feel mystery?
Being whoever we wanted to be.
Yeah, we were busy being whoever we wanted to be.
Castle walls and fire alarms and highways framed with green fields,
Losing sense of time,
The music came from nowhere,
Czech Inn, national anthems,
Limericks and pure intentions,
No-one needed invitations.
Being whoever we wanted to be.
Do you remember being whoever we wanted to be?
Whoever we wanted to be.
Yeah, we were busy being whoever we wanted to be.
We just have to cross the sea.
We just have to cross the sea.
We just have to cross the sea.
We just have to cross the sea.