Put a ribbon round my neck and call me a libertine
I will sing you songs of dreams I used to dream
I will sail away on seas of silver and gold
Until I reach my home

Give me a guitar and I´ll be your troubadour, your strolling minstrel 12th century door to door
I don´t know anymore, if that feeling is past will it last
Oh how can you be sure?

And how do I know if you´re feeling the same as me?
And how do I know if that´s the only place you want to be?

Give me a stage and I´ll be a rock and roll queen
Your 20th century cover of a magazine
Rolling Stone here I come
Watch out everyone
I´m singing, I´m singing my song

Give me a festival and I´ll be your Glastonbury star
The lights are shining, everyone knows who you are
Singing songs about dreams, about hopes, about schemes
Oooh they just came true

And how do I know if you´re feeling the same as me?
And how do I know if that´s the only place you want to be?
And how do I know if you´re feeling the same as me?
And how do I know if that´s the only place you want to be?

And if you wanted to, then there´s nothing left to do
Lets start a band
Lets start a band
Lets start a band
Lets start a band

And if you wanted to, then there´s nothing left to do
Lets start a band
Lets start a band
Lets start a band
Lets start a band

And if you wanted to, then there´s nothing left to do
Lets start a band
Lets start a band
Lets start a band
Lets start a band

And if you wanted to, then there´s nothing left to do