Slow Jam New Order

As I look at the morning sky
Today the wind is blowing hard
See that bird is flown too high
Pretty soon it will be tired
I spent a day all by myself
A rich man without his wealth
Sometimes I get it wrong
But I'm not the only one

The afternoon was very clear
The sun was beating down on me
I got thirsty for a beer
That I had to go to sea
The sea was very rough
It made me feel sick
But I like that kind of stuff
It beats arithmetic

I don't want the world to change
I like the way it is
Just give me one more wish
I can't get enough of this
What it is to be alive
And not just to survive
To hit and not to miss
I can't get enough of this