Amy MacDonald

And you are singing the song Thinking this is the life And you wake up in the morning And your head feels twice the size Where you're gonna go? Where you're gonna sleep tonight?

Tell me what I'm ought to do Maybe you should do it too

I always thought that I would follow you Every place and everything you do But I'm happy to be by myself I don't need no-one else

I dream of a day when it's all gone away But dreams are for night

In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines