Lyrics

I don't know if I'm able to be on my own, not for long Work hard my father says believe me I should know You have to fall, along the Sun that keeps you warm Oh don't you see, well that's my home Don't try to keep me from my daily bread of songs My kingdom come Yea-yea-yea-yea You know I've worked all day My heart it pounds to say Oh well I've had my play In making Summer salt Been achin' for a holiday Woah-oh-ooh-oh, yeh-yeh-eyeh-eyeh Morning so bright you see Awake me from my dreams, my broken seams Bottom of bottomless, upon I mop the floor Mow my yard, around what I could do without These wasted days believe me this one's mine So long I'm gonna find the world That leads me far beyond this hole I found Yea-yea-yea-yea You know I've worked all day My heart it pounds to say Oh well I've had my play In making Summer salt Been achin' for a holiday Wooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Wooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Writer(s): Phil Baier, Eugene Woo Chung, Matthew Ryan Terry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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