Atlantic Light

Morning falls on Algarve stone,
White walls wake in shades of gold.
Salt in the air, a road ahead,
Blue horizons, no regret.

Every wave says, “Come alive,”
Every mile becomes a sign.

Atlantic light, carry me on,
Over the water, into the dawn.
Golden shores and islands of fire,
Lift my heart a little higher.
Atlantic light, wild and bright,
Turn the ocean silver-white.
From Algarve gold to Azores skies,
I feel the whole world come alive.

Black rock rising from the sea,
Green cliffs moving in the breeze.
Clouds are sailing, birds are free,
And the ocean calls to me.

Every wave says, “Come alive,”
Every mile becomes a sign.

Atlantic light, carry me on,
Over the water, into the dawn.
Golden shores and islands of fire,
Lift my heart a little higher.
Atlantic light, wild and bright,
Turn the ocean silver-white.
From Algarve gold to Azores skies,
I feel the whole world come alive.

I don’t need to run or hide,
I just follow wind and tide.
Where the earth and ocean meet,
I remember how to breathe.

Atlantic light, carry me on,
Over the water, into the dawn.
Golden shores and islands of fire,
Lift my heart a little higher.
Atlantic light, stay in my eyes,
Burn like morning in the sky.
From Algarve gold to Azores skies,
I feel the whole world come alive.