Sounds

All I need is a tiny desk space
In a quiet room where I can create
Maybe a mic and headphones too
But really I, I have no clue
What I’m doing, never took lessons
Of what I’m doing, I must confess it
I know nothing 'bout theory
I know nothing 'bout that stuff
I just make what I like
Until I got enough
Sounds
Ooh, sounds
I like sounds
Sounds
You want me to, make you a song
Well, you’re in luck, cause I do that all day long
Just sit in my room, alone all the time
Only place where I can free my mind
I go outside, to get some sun
But I really think, this is way more fun
Spilling my heart out
On the computer
Making my heart sing
Louder than louder
Like sounds
Ooh, sounds
Like the wind sounds
Like sounds