Young As The Morning, Old As The Sea
I wanna lay by a lake in Norway, II wanna walk through Swedish fields of greenI wanna see the forests of Finland, II wanna sail on a boat on the Baltic sea
I wanna feel the Russian winter, II wanna go to my Polish grandmother's homeI wanna see Hungarian lanterns, II wanna walk on a road that leads to Rome
I wanna be free as the winds that blow past meClear as the air that I breathTo be young as the morningAnd old as the sea
I wanna lose myself in the Scottish highlandsThe west coast of IrelandThe Cornish breeze
I wanna rest my bones in the Spanish sunshineThe Italian coastline is calling meTo be free as the birds that fly past meLight as the fish in the seaTo be wise as the mountainsAnd tall as the trees
I wanna be sunny and bright as a sunriseHappy and full as the moonI'm fleeting like fireworks fading too soon