Young As The Morning Old As The Sea

I wanna lay by a lake in Norway, I

I wanna walk through Swedish fields of green

I wanna see the forests of Finland, I

I wanna sail on a boat on the Baltic sea

I wanna feel the Russian winter, I

I wanna go to my Polish grandmother's home

I wanna see Hungarian lanterns, I

I wanna walk on a road

That leads to Rome

I wanna be free as the winds

That blow past me

Clear as the air that I breath

Young as the morning

And old as the sea

I wanna lose myself in the Scottish highlands

The west coast of Ireland

The Cornish breeze

I wanna rest my bones

In the Spanish sunshine

The Italian coastline is calling me

To be free as the birds that fly past me

Light as the fish in the sea

To be wise as the mountains

And tall as the trees

I wanna be sunny and bright as a sunrise

Happy and full as the moon

I'm fleeting like fireworks

Fading too soon