Soar Songtext
von Fanny Lumsden
Soar Songtext
Blame it on my ego
Tried to shake this feeling as I go
Forgot to brush my teeth
Wore runners at the disco
But as I grow, yes I′ve tired to hold it in
As you know, I can be annoying
'Cause I can′t sit still
Every drink of mine spills
I talk too much
And it tips the till
But one day, maybe, it will help find a better yield, oh-oh
So line them all up
Pick them up off the floor
It never rains, it's dry or maybe it pours
So let's head outside with our arms stretched wide on the lawn, oh-oh
And we′re going to soar
(We′re going to soar)
And we're going to soar
(We′re going to soar)
My mind is always on the go
There's too many parts to put on a show
Keep tripping over my feet
And treading on my shadow
But as I grow, yes I′ve tired to hold it in
But it's all too much,
Gonna bust out of my skin
′Cause I can't sit still
Every drink of mine spills
I talk too much
And it tips the till
But one day, maybe, it will help find a better yield, oh-oh
So line them all up
Pick them up off the floor
It never rains, it's dry or maybe it pours
So let′s head outside with our arms stretched wide on the lawn, oh-oh
And we′re going to soar
(We're going to soar)
And we′re going to soar
(We're going to soar)
We′re going to soar
(We're going to soar)
Tried to shake this feeling as I go
Forgot to brush my teeth
Wore runners at the disco
But as I grow, yes I′ve tired to hold it in
As you know, I can be annoying
'Cause I can′t sit still
Every drink of mine spills
I talk too much
And it tips the till
But one day, maybe, it will help find a better yield, oh-oh
So line them all up
Pick them up off the floor
It never rains, it's dry or maybe it pours
So let's head outside with our arms stretched wide on the lawn, oh-oh
And we′re going to soar
(We′re going to soar)
And we're going to soar
(We′re going to soar)
My mind is always on the go
There's too many parts to put on a show
Keep tripping over my feet
And treading on my shadow
But as I grow, yes I′ve tired to hold it in
But it's all too much,
Gonna bust out of my skin
′Cause I can't sit still
Every drink of mine spills
I talk too much
And it tips the till
But one day, maybe, it will help find a better yield, oh-oh
So line them all up
Pick them up off the floor
It never rains, it's dry or maybe it pours
So let′s head outside with our arms stretched wide on the lawn, oh-oh
And we′re going to soar
(We're going to soar)
And we′re going to soar
(We're going to soar)
We′re going to soar
(We're going to soar)
Writer(s): Matthew James Fell, Edwina Maggaret Lumsden, Benjamin Hughes Corbett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com