Pocket Philosopher Now I'm walking on my own two feet The sun is shinning My shadow's stretched across the street And I meet the eyes of a stranger I can't quite place him And I wouldn't replace For a second, or a minute Or an hour of the day
I turned the conner, I was feeling good All the birds were humming, the bees are buzzing In the trees, all the leaves looked a little bit greener And the air felt cleaner Yeah, I must been dreaming For a second, or a minute And maybe that's ok
Hey, come on let's play a song Or two or three or four Or five if you want more Well, maybe you got somewhere else to be
Be whoever you want to be Whatever you want to see Whatever you want to see
I was awoken by the morning light My heart felt heavy, I wasn't quite ready To wake up or make up another good reason One that is pleasing, in a world without seasons Cause the truth isn't pretty When it hits you in the face
Hey, come on let's play a song Or two or three or four Or five if you want more Well, maybe you got somewhere
Hey, come on let's play a song Or two or three or four Or five if you want more Or maybe I'll just sing myself back to sleep