Our bodies soaked in innocence 
I don’t think I ever could forget 
Leaving messages in the sand 
Only we can understand 

Crash through the waves like indigo 
Dive underneath and watch from below [bad word] up for air and breathe in together 
Throw your arms over my shoulder 

Future at our fingertips 
Taste of it on our lips 
We wanted to stay adrift and wash away 

We Were Young 

Touch never beyond reach 
Hands, such a fragile thing 
We could stay like this and wash away