Vārdi: Lena Meyer-Landrut. My Cassette Player. I Like to Bang My Head.

I like the colours of the rainbow
Everytime I see them shine
I like the grace of an eagle
Everytime I see it fly
I like the summer breeze on my skin
That comes softly through the trees
But when it comes to you

I like to bang my head
There's nothing sweet as that
Until my mind blasts off
I never get enough
I like to bang my head

I like a song that captures my heart
With a sweet melody
I like the blue sky in the morning
Reflecting on the sea
I like the sound of a birdsong
That can make me feel so fine so fine
But when it comes to you, babe


I like to bang my head
There's nothing sweet as that
Until my mind blasts off
I never get enough
I like to bang my head

Now you can read in my eyes
I'm very close to hypnotised
Won't be bad for the show
If I get you on to go
Got the pass to admit
I like it, I like it
I like this, I like that

I like to bang my head
There's nothing sweet as that
Until my mind blasts off
I never get enough
I like to bang my head