Amy Macdonald - Let's Start A Band

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 a 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
That 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 Glastonbury star
The lights are shining, everyone knows who you are
Singing songs about dreams
About homes, about schemes
Oh, they just came true And how do I know if you’re feeling the same as me
And how do I know
That 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
That that’s the only place you want to be

And if you wanted to, then there’s nothing left to do
Let’s start a band
Let’s start a band
Let’s start a band
Let’s start a band

And if you wanted to, then there’s nothing left to do
Let’s start a band
Let’s start a band
Let’s start a band
Let’s start a band

And if you wanted to, then there’s nothing left to do
Let’s start a band
Let’s start a band
Let’s start a band
Let’s start a band

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