Waiting For My Rocket To Come lyrics

The night.

She brushed her hands upon my flushed cheek

Smelled of childhood remnants of a dusty weeping willow

Clouds soothe, Shredded by the calico

Were oh so vast and quick as I was on my own now.

This time like every other time I believe that I never find

Another sweet little girl with sequined sea foam eyes

The Boy is Gone
The Boy is Gone Home
The Boy is Gone
The Boy is Gone Home

And What will happen to a face in the crowd
When it finally gets too crowded
And what will happen to the origins of sound
After all the sounds have sounded

Well I hope I never have to see that day
But By God I know its headed our way
So better be happy now
Now that the boy has gone home
The Boy has gone home

by Jason Mraz

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
A little bird who'll sing about the magic that was you and me

I saw fireworks from the freeway and behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away
Cause you were born on the fourth of july, freedom ring
now something on the surface it stinks

that something on the surface it kind of makes me nervous who says that you deserve this
and what kind of god would serve this? We will cure this dirty old disease
if you've got the poison I've got the remedy

i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket to come
i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket

y’see it started way back in nyc
when i stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c.
at a west end avenue at 63
the beginning of a leap year, february, ’96
with a guitar picked up in the mix

Well, You can say that I'm one curly fry in the box of the regular,
Messing with the flavor oh the flavor that you savor,
Saving me for last but you better not eat me at all,
Living in a fast food bag making friends with the ketchup and salt,
People say that I'm crazy for not moving on to better things,
Instead I'm sitting around trash talking with the onion rings,

I sing about that - woah, Love is a brittle madness
Sing about it in all my sadness
Not falsified to say that I found God
So inevitably well it still exists, pale and fine
I can't dismiss and I won't resist and if I die, well at least I tried

And we just lay awake in lust and rust in the rain
And pour over everything we say we trust

by Jason Mraz Billy Bushwalla Galewood

Go make your next choice, be your best choice
And if you're looking for a boy with a voice,
well baby I'm single
Are you in the mood for some dude,
are you in the mood to be subdued
Or would you rather just mingle?

Let's get set thenm, to go then
and let us jet set
we'll be like the jetsons
You can be Jane my wife
Should I marry Jane tonight?

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
A little bird who'll sing about the magic that was you and me

Cause you and I both loved

his after moan though cries oh no
he's building up a shine but he take it slow
and he knows it time to make a change here
and time to get away
and he knows it's time for all the wrong reasons
oh,time to end the pain

but he sleep all,
he sleep all day,
sleep all,
we sleep all day over
why don't we, sleep all
we sleep all day,
sleep all,
we sleep all day over..

You. You were a friend.
You were a friend of mine I let you spend the night
You see how it was my fault. Of course it was mine.

I'm too hard at work.
Have you ever heard of anything so absurd ever in your life.
I'm sorry for wasting your time.

Who am I to say this situation isn't great?
It's my job to make the most of it
Of course I didn't know that it would happen to me.
Not that easy.

Would it take a bakers dozen to get my point to you?
Would it take a half a pound to roll a joint for you?
Would it take some hailing mary's so full of grace to get my sound to you?
Will you help me break it down and get on thru?

Now to the other side
Its easy if you only try, try, try , try
Well don't lie down on the job oh yeah
Because once we hit the top there's no stopping us, no