| Can’t buy sunshine, sun goes down |
| Light days, dark days, it’s always around |
| Like the sound as the thunder hits the ground |
| Lightning striking, the flash in the sky |
| Here and there and low and high |
| And the sound as the thunder hits the ground, hits the ground |
| White mountains, big blue sea |
| Deep canyons, tall green trees |
| We’re all yearning to be free |
| We can be free |
| See that bird soar through the air |
| Watch her flying anywhere |
| Ask yourself where you are bound |
| Are you lost or are you found? |
| Like the sound as the thunder hits the ground, hits the ground |
| White mountains, big blue sea |
| Deep canyons, tall green trees |
| We’re all yearning to be free |
| We can be free |
| Yeah, white mountains, big blue sea |
| Deep canyons, tall green trees |
| We’re all yearning to be free |
| We can be free |