We packed our dreams in silver bagsBoarded a ship through the evening hazeYou took my hand as the stars rolled pastThree little voices asking, “Are we there at last
Seatbelts off, in the violet glowThe captain smiles, “One jump to goThrough a ring of light and cosmic bandsWe fall in orbit of the Dancing Sands
Golden halo ‘round a desert seaIslands floating like a lazy melodyFive small hearts beating out of timeAs the planet whispers, “You are mine
Holiday on the dancing sandsSky islands drifting through our handsSunlight pouring like a golden tideWe’re weightless with you by my side
Kids run wild where the dunes all singWe surf the waves that the stardust bringsUnder liquid moons and a star-washed skyThis space fantasy is our lullaby
Barefoot steps on a moving shoreSand like water, shining at the coreWe dive right in where the colors bloomFruit-coral gardens in the blue lagoon
Taste of mango, starlit limeLaughing together, losing track of timeDocile creatures with their crystal eyesGuide our children through the glowing vines
We hike the roots of the floating islesLocals greet us with their gentle smilesTheir feathered hands, their quiet graceSay, “Welcome, friends, to our shifting place
Holiday on the dancing sandsSky islands drifting through our handsSunlight pouring like a golden tideWe’re weightless with you by my side
Kids run wild where the dunes all singWe surf the waves that the stardust bringsUnder liquid moons and a star-washed skyThis space fantasy is our lullaby
Evening falls in a copper glowCampfires shimmer where the trade winds blowWe sit in a circle with our newfound friendsSharing stories that have no end
Flutes made of glass start to hum and cryDrums like comets in the velvet skyLiquid moons spill silver rainPainting halos on the desert plain
You lean close, I can feel your heartKids half asleep and the songs don’t stopFor a moment there, in the glowing airIt feels like we were always here
Holiday on the dancing sandsSky islands drifting through our handsMemories woven into glowing nightLantern stars burning soft and bright
Kids dream deep while the planets spinWe hold this world like it’s made of skinUnder liquid moons and a star-washed skyOur space fantasy will never die
Holiday on the dancing sandsWhere every grain knows who we are