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