歌手:Jon Bellion
专辑:《Soft Indie Pop Hits》

作词 : Mark Williams/Travis Mendes/Jonathan Bellion/Raul Cubina
作曲 : Mark Williams/Travis Mendes/Jonathan Bellion/Raul Cubina
A song a day for six years
Seems like light years away from today
Hey hey hey hey
Too many coincidences and instances
Of God's hand it's insane
Hey hey hey hey
I thought my way to greatness
I could claim this but he gave me the brain
Hey hey hey hey
You know what I'm saying
And those thoughts can get confusing it's amusing
But tonight we celebrate
Hey hey hey hey
Lay me down put me out
Call me home let me know
I'm ready to go
'Cause I was down now I've flown
Oh what's reality lately
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
And I don't mean John Travolta yeah
And I don't mean John Travolta
Dancing under sunset in the mountains
Just reflecting for the day
Hey hey hey hey
I've seen this in my head a million times
But to see it come to life is just insane
Hey hey hey hey
Champagne and orange juice
Mimosas were Pulp Fiction in the way
Hey hey hey hey
That all can get confusing it's amusing but tonight
Celebrate
Lay me down put me out
Call me home let me know
I'm ready to go
'Cause I was down now I've flown
Oh what's reality lately Oh
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Put me out
Call me home let me know
I'm ready to go
'Cause I was down now I've flown
Oh what's reality lately Oh
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Remember dreams seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John Travolta
Far away Hardaway
Holiday don't mean John Travolta
Far away Hardaway
Holiday don't mean John Travolta
Lay me down put me out
Call me home
Holiday don't mean John Travolta
Don't mean John Travolta
Call me home
I'm ready to go