Music

Music. Music. Music.

I am waked up in the morning,
by a ringtone of a nice song.
Violins or more, maybe piano,
and then I join along:

Music, here I go,
music, fast or slow.
You can dance, you can sing:
Music – what I feel,
music – feel the beat.
You can sing it fast or slow,
up and down here I go.

I am going on the way,
following the roads.
Looking at the signs around,
and I hear the birds:

Music, here I go,
music, fast or slow.
You can dance, you can sing:
Music – what I feel,
music – feel the beat.
You can sing it fast or slow,
up and down here I go.

Music, here I go,
music, fast or slow.
You can dance, you can sing:
Music – what I feel,
music – feel the beat.
You can sing it fast or slow,
up and down here I go.
Music.