Its Sunday morning   And I’m alone on the beach   Watching the beauty of sunrise   Wind through my hair   Caressing my face   Feeling the sand beneath my feet      Later that day    I’m walking through the park   Listening to the song on the breeze   Love is the thought   Peace in my heart   I know why      Chorus: Cause I’m doing my thing      The candles are lit   Incense stick burning    Nurturing the spirit within   Warm waters running   Sea salts are falling   Badu badu do we do be      Music is soft   Jazz to be precise   Strawberries lay in a dish   You may expect to hear someone at the door   But no tonight      Chorus: Cause I’m doing my thing