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 is last 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 your rock and roll queen Your 20th century cover of a magazine rolling stone here I come, watch out everyone 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 ooooh, 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 if you want it to then there´s nothing left to do Lets start a band, lets start a band, lets start a band, lets start a band.