

(humm-mm) Sunlight through the bamboo screen
Golden dust on things unseen
Slowly waking, let it breathe
Nothing else we need to achieve
Oh, we're drifting slow
Where the warm trade winds blow
Take your time,
let it go (ooh-ooh)
Sand under our bare feet
No schedules here to keep
Waves coming in and out
Washing away every single doubt
Oh, we're drifting slow
Where the warm trade winds blow
Take your time,
let it go (yeah)
Just let it go (humm-mm)