Sun In My Pocket

Sun In My Pocket

Every morning I wake up
On the floor beside my bed
I`ve been flying in my sleep
How many times?
And I live for the next week

Made a cup of black coffee
Spilled it on the white carpet
I`ve red all stupid papers
It makes me feel down

And I am just who I am just
From morning till night
I look at my piece of fun
And I am just who I am just
I ignore traffic lights
But I have nowhere to run

Chased the sun and I`ve caught it
And it lives in my pocket
When the sky seems so gloomy
It shines for me
Got the sun in my pocket
Shines for me