Из альбома: Waiting For My Rocket To Come

words by jason mraz & ariel quirolo
music by jason mraz

you close your eyes

you say goodnight in your own special way

you rest your head and you rest your mind

and there you go



there you go so fast, so fast asleep

there you are without a care when or where

but there you are I swear without a care where it is you lay



spiraling spaces tangled up in moments of touching time

trying to find some somewhere sleeping sideways

pockets full of nothing, head exploding from the mind

too much time for dancing in our hair

sister don't be shy between little you and I



mouths in line, tears beside

and we're gonna weep in between the sleep

until we float away into broken promises

too much too hard to keep



and we would sell our souls to the devil if he promised us hell

it's something we already know so well

and it's right on, right on the tip of our tongue

something big that has already begun

(something dead but not quite numb)

and I'm singing it



mouths in line, tears beside

and we're gonna weep in between the sleep

until we float away into broken promises

too much too hard to keep

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