Sunflare Haze

Golden dust on the floor Trace the lines to the shore

Every step is a spark in the dark (oooh)

We are writing our names on the park

Underneath the heavy summer sky

Letting all the old memories die

I can feel the tide turning slow

Ready for the rhythm to grow

(here we go)

Catch the wave, let it take you away

We are living inside of the day (ahhh)

Spinning round in a circle of gold

This is the story we foretold

Just a whisper in the wind

Where the endless seas begin (hmmm)

(dance with me)

Golden dust on the floor... (shhh)