Sweet Morning

I wanna be loved
I wanna be rich when I grow up
I wanna have fun
Dancing on a table with someone
I wanna stay on holiday
Tell my friends I'm not coming back
Don't wanna be out on the street
Blowing around like a magazine
I wanna race cars
In these little streets you can't drive fast
I wanna break glass
It's the only way to show you that
I can't feel what I'm meant to feel
Pushing a square peg in a round hole
I can't see what is it you need
Maybe you're asking for the wrong thing
Sweet morning and I think I
Think I'm happy to be alive
Sweet morning and I think I
Think I'm happy to be alive
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Do do do do do doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Do do do do do doo doo doo doo
Sweet morning everywhere I wake
Up on a hill
Miles away from all the madness
Starting to feel
This is not what you planned but maybe not that bad
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Do do do do do doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Do do do do do doo doo doo doo
I wanna stay on holiday
Tell my friends I'm not coming back
Don't wanna be out on the street
Blowing around like a magazine
Sweet morning and I think I
Must be happy to be alive
Sweet morning and I think I
Must be happy to be alive
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Do do do do do doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Do do do do do doo doo doo doo
Sweet morning everywhere I wake
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Do do do do do doo doo doo doo