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• Artiste: Mason Jennings
• Titre: Southern Cross
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I woke up at 4:35 still jet lagged from another plane ride And opened my window over bondi beach Where all the stars seemed out of reach And recognized none but the southern cross Sitting on my bed with the light turned off Till i found a sweet song on the little clock radio and it made me cry Singing have some faith, have some faith And i don't know what i want but i know where i want to be And everywhere i go, i wish you were here with me Stars hang on tiny strings, my dreams are made of memories Once everything made sense, now i get so alone that i can't sleep Will somebody please tell me if this is where i'm supposed to be Bottles on the table and socks on the floor Trying to remember what i started this for When a surfer friend of mine came and picked me up And we paddled out as the sun was coming up Talking about how everybody has to find Something that gives them the strength to be alive And out laying on our boards in the southern hemisphere, he said to me Gotta have some faith, have some faith And i don't know what i want but i know where i want to be And everywhere i go, i wish you were here with me Stars hang on tiny strings, my dreams are made of memories Once everything made sense, now i get so alone that i can't sleep Will somebody please tell me if this is where i'm supposed to be