My eyes, they shake, my knees, they bend Oh, the wind, it stole my breath again
Well, I love you now and I loved you then How sweet it is to love a friend
Like flowers we learn to bloom in spring Our love is not a callous thing
Two hearts that never learn to sing Are beat in perfect harmony
Baby, you can be my atlas Take the world upon your back
Maybe we don't need a map, just Let me follow in your tracks
Cause baby, we've been good at the past
My bones, they break, the bricks, they mend When I fall, you pick me up again
Oh, the list of things, well, it never ends
You say jump, baby, I say win Like flowers we learn to bloom in spring
Our love is not a callous thing Two hearts that never learn to sing
Are beat in perfect harmony
Baby, you can be my atlas Take the world upon your back
Maybe we don't need a map, just Let me follow in your tracks
Cause baby, we've been good at the past
My hands, they shake, my knees, they bend Oh, the wind, it stole my breath again
Well, I loved you now and I loved you then Oh, how sweet it is to love a friend