I want a pocket
want a pocketful of sunshine
i want a love that i know
i could call mine oh...oh-woah...
do what you want
cuz u cant re-break me
sticks & stones have already shaken me
ohh...ohh-woah...
wish that you could
but you still aint gonna own me
do anything you want
i still wont slow down...ohh no...
Take me away...
a secret place...
a sweet escape...
take me away...
take me away...
to better days...
take me away...
a higher place...
Wheres that place
i wanna go
that nobody knows
where the rivers flow...
i would call it home...
& theres no more lies
in that darkness theres light
& nobody cries...
theres only butterflies...
Is the sun on my side? ?
i need to go for a ride
ill smile up to the sky...
id know ill be alright
(i guess this is sorta my version of 'pocketful of sunshine - natasha bedingfield)
~IP23
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