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 want to see the forrests of Finland I, I want to sail on a boat on the Baltic sea I wanna feel a Russian winter I, I want to go to my Polish grandmother's home I wanna see Hungarian lanterns I want to walk on a road that leads to Rome I want to be free as the winds that blow past me Clear as the air that I breathe To be young as the morning and old as the sea I want to lose myself in the Scottish highlands The west coast of Ireland The Cornish breeze I want to 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 as wise as the mountains and tall as the trees I want to be sunny and bright as the sunrise Happy and full as the moon I'm fleeting like fireworks, fading too soon