It is a day like any other and his cry rings out
Fresh every morning
And the more you taste, the more you'll long for more

He doesn't mind
That his day is in the hands of strangers
He is gonna go and meet
All chasing dreams
He will never understand
And no firmer than the sand beneath his feet

Marianne, Marianne

He catches sight of Marianne
Like in a dream she calls him over
Every morning, all his newfound

Marianne has heard
She doesn't mind that her day
Is in the hands of strangers
She is gonna go and meet
All chasing dreams
She will never understand
And no firmer than the sand beneath her feet

Marianne
Marianne
Marianne
Marianne