Wanderlust

This world is filled with islands
 Little specks of sand
 Mountain peaks in a cloudy sky
 Each one's a different world
 And so my sails unfurled
 And I will raise my sails high
 When I am feeling stagnant
 My lungs are filled with mud
 I dream of Beijing and Molokai
 When I am feeling down
 Get my feet off the ground
 And throw my head back to the sky
 And fly!
 And fly!
 This world is filled with rust
 I could drown in this dust
 I need to see the Bhutan sky
 I hear my soul groan
 I feel my muscles moan
 If I can't wander I will die
 I could wander alone
 Or take my whole damn home
 I could give a monkey's eye
 As long as the road's clear
 A song is in my ear
 And I will kiss this place goodbye
 And fly!
 This world is filled with islands
 Little specks of sand
 Mountain peaks in a cloudy sky
 Each one's a different world
 And so my sails unfurled
 And I will raise my sails high
 When I am feeling stagnant
 My lungs are filled with mud
 I dream of Beijing and Molokai
 When I am feeling down
 Get my feet off the ground
 And throw my head back to the sky
 And fly!