March 18, 2009

Catch a shooting star,
Put it under your pillow.
Close your eyes and breathe,
Make a wish and let it float.
Girl, don’t ya ever let a thing
steal your dream.

You don’t have to be something you’re not,
It’s your life, do your thing.
You’re already perfect, honey, in every way,
It’s your life, do your thing.

Let the radio
deep inside you play.
Girl, you’ve got to go and turn the music up.
Drive the bad stuff away.
Don’t you trip on any other voice,
Hear your own.

You don’t have to be something you’re not,
It’s your life, do your thing.
You’re already perfect, honey, in every way,
It’s your life, do your thing.
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Hey, I talked to your mother the other day
She said: “I wish he was here”
“I wish he would stay”

How can I tell her what you’ve really done
Cause every mother loves her son

(It reminded me) Of the way it used to be
(It reminded me) Why I had to set you free
(It reminded me) That you got a kid on the way
(It reminded me) Why I just couldn’t stay

(Can’t trust nobody) Just by the words they speak
(Don’t understand) Why you move that way on me

I can’t get you out of my system baby
You’re still everywhere, can’t get you out of my hair, I swear
I always see you where I go baby
You’re bringing me down
I can’t get away from you
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