Heaven (Is a Grocery Clerk) Songtext
von Rachael Sage
Heaven (Is a Grocery Clerk) Songtext
Gimme something to dream about
Something to dream about... oh, give me
Gimme something to dance about
Something to laugh about... oh, set me free
I have waited all my life
To let go of this ever-shifting psychedelic kite
I have waited all my days
To let go of the feeling I might never find my place... so
Gimme something to dream about
Something to dream about... oh, give me
Gimme something to dance about
Something to breathe about... oh, set me free
I have waited all my life
To let go of this ever-drifting psychedelic kite
I have waited all my days
To let go of the feeling I might never find my place... but
Heaven is a grocery store clerk
Heaven is grocery store clerk
Sometimes when I′m feeling lonely
I pick up a paintbrush and I draw a circle
Sometimes when I'm feeling low
I pick up a pencil and I draw a line
I have waited all my life
To let go of this ever-shifting psychedelic knife
I have waited all my days
To let go of the feeling I might never find my grace... but
Heaven is a grocery store clerk
Heaven is a grocery store clerk
Something to dream about... oh, give me
Gimme something to dance about
Something to laugh about... oh, set me free
I have waited all my life
To let go of this ever-shifting psychedelic kite
I have waited all my days
To let go of the feeling I might never find my place... so
Gimme something to dream about
Something to dream about... oh, give me
Gimme something to dance about
Something to breathe about... oh, set me free
I have waited all my life
To let go of this ever-drifting psychedelic kite
I have waited all my days
To let go of the feeling I might never find my place... but
Heaven is a grocery store clerk
Heaven is grocery store clerk
Sometimes when I′m feeling lonely
I pick up a paintbrush and I draw a circle
Sometimes when I'm feeling low
I pick up a pencil and I draw a line
I have waited all my life
To let go of this ever-shifting psychedelic knife
I have waited all my days
To let go of the feeling I might never find my grace... but
Heaven is a grocery store clerk
Heaven is a grocery store clerk
Writer(s): Karen Rachael Weitzman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com