Waking up on a pretty day
I always come alive when the winds change
And the spring starts to break
How I long for the sound of birds
Silence feels so strange
And soon they'll appear with their song
Louder
Louder
Louder
Waking up on a pretty day
Now the days are long so when the night comes
I find no time to rest
'Cause I know that the seasons shift
And the silence comes
Then I'm stuck with my own melody
Louder
Louder
Louder
Soon they'll reach the lake where the weathered drown
And I am a weathered kind
Tired enough to throw in the towel
But young enough to not give a damn
When its my time to leave
Then I don't want to be found