Stompa

There's a light, and I can see it in your eyes There's a memory of the way you used to be Nothing's gone, it still shines, every time you turn it on And when you slow it down... People working every night and day Never give yourself no time Got too many bills to pay Slow down, nothing's gonna disappear If you give yourself some room To move to the music you hear Gotta get up, listen to me Clappa your hands, stompa your feet People looking for the great escape Looking to the greener side Trying to find a better way Slow down, open up your big brown eyes Feel the rhythm in your heart You don't even need to try Gotta get up, listen to me Clappa your hands, stompa your feet Nothing is wrong, if you move to the beat Clappa your hands, stompa your feet Stompa your feet When you can't seem to shake off all the feelings that are breaking Little pieces of the music that are in you All the pain that you feel, I can prove it's not real There's just one thing you gotta do Gotta get up, listen to me Clappa your hands, stompa your feet Nothing is wrong, if you move to the beat Clappa your hands, stompa your feet Stompa your feet Stompa your feet Stompa your feet