I like,

Walking on beaches and writing my name,
Dancing to songs when I don't know the words,
Racing down hill with my hands off the handles,
Snuggling in bed when the rain hits the windows,
Grinning at someone for no reason at all,
Finding lost objects deep in my pocket,
Drinking Earl Grey when I'm feeling hungover,
Hearing tall tales told in the pub,
Writing a letter that looks like a mess,
Adoring a girl and wishing she'd notice,
Being the butt of the occasional joke,
Smelling the world after its rained,
Seeing a kitten chasing a string,
Touching things that are centuries old,
Climbing up trees and getting stuck,
Just being me and that's enough.

"Well I'm a common working man, with a half of bitter, bread and jam and if it pleases me I'll put one on you man, when the copper fades away."