Sitting on the edge Of an armchair My seatbelt unfastened Shoelaces not tied
Letting the wind mess my hair Make up all smudged Waking up all blurry eyed
It's too early in the morning For my words to come out right Just getting used to sunshine I'm still squinting in the light
And it looks like a perfect day Just to get away All the mundane Has bought out the rebel I was born to be And it feels like the perfect time Just to break away This is my life It's a sojourn from the norm, oh, yeah
I'm a non-conformist I like doing stupid things Like laughing on a train Or falling in love again Television, magazines They tell you how to live your life But not how to use your brain
It's too early in the morning For my words to come out right Just getting used to sunshine I'm still squinting in the light
And it looks like a perfect day Just to get away All the mundane Has bought out the rebel I was born to be And it feels like the perfect time Just to break away This is my life It's a sojourn from the norm, yeah, oh, yeah
I wanna do something I've never done Dip my toe Beneath the surface Of a sea that I've never seen the bottom of I'm not perfect Don't have to be Can walk around in just bare feet I'm comfortable in my own skin My confidence, it starts within
And it looks like a perfect day Just to get away All the mundane Has bought out the rebel I was born to be And it feels like a perfect time Just to break away This is my life It's a sojourn from the norm A sojourn from the norm, oh, yeah Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
