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 your 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 if that's the only place you want to be?      Give me a stage and I'll be your 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 your Glastonbury star   The lights are shining everyone knows who you are   Singing songs about dreams about hopes about schemes   Ooooh, they just came true      And how do I know if you're feeling the same as me?   And how do I know if 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 if that's the only place you want to be?      And if you want it too, 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 want it too, 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 want it too, 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 want it too, then there's nothing left to do.