Pocket Full of Rain - The Paper Kites

Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Miss Blackman and the San Juan youth man I getting a feeling down in meh belly Brace up yourself because I have, so much things to say Baby I could text and talk to yuh whole day It doesn't even matter if you're a thousand miles away Say you fill up my heart with meaning I just have to say what I thinking I honestly feel like I dreaming Oh my darling, what I feeling I shouldn't say too much and confuse it But you just have to know how you do it I feeling so good I must share it So for those who in love and they feel it Let me hear you say yeah yeah Put your hands in the air, yeah All who have love to share, yeah We jumping like we doh care, yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause we full of vibe, yeah Put your hands in the air, yeah All who have love to share, yeah We jumping like we doh care, yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause we full of vibe, yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah We full of vibe yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Baby I must let you know that yuh real real (so real) I cannot find new words to express the way you make me feel Baby I could chip and dance with you whole day 'Cause you're the only one who could take my pain and hurt away You fill up my heart with meaning I just have to say what I thinking I honestly feel like I dreaming Oh my darling, what I feeling I shouldn't say too much and confuse it But you just have to know how you do it I feeling so full I must share it So for those who in love and they feel it Let me hear you say yeah yeah Put your hands in the air, yeah All who have love to share, yeah We jumping like we doh care, yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause we full of vibe, yeah Put your hands in the air, yeah All who have love to share, yeah We jumping like we doh care, yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause we full of vibe, yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah We full of vibe, yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah 'Cause we full of vibe yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah We full of vibe yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Oh, oh, yeah, yeah Full of vibe

Thank you for sending me an angel straight from Heaven When my hope was gone, you made me strong Thank you for being amazing, teaching me to hold on Blessed from above with a heart full of love We both know you'll find your own way That's the way a flower grows A mother's love will protect you from only so much People change, so put your faith in God We don't know what life will bring But a good heart will bring you the best things Something to laugh about, nothing but peace A moment of happiness can last forever Thank you for sending me an angel straight from Heaven When my hope was gone, you made me strong Thank you for being amazing, teaching me to hold on Blessed from above with a heart full of love Thank you for sending me an angel straight from Heaven When my hope was gone, you made me strong Thank you for being amazing, teaching me to hold on Blessed from above with a heart full of love We are blessed with the power of love It's the real thing, we're God's children Just follow your heart, in harmony we are We are building a tower of love, you're my angel Angel straight from Heaven When my hope was gone, you made me strong Thank you for being amazing, teaching me to hold on Blessed from above with a heart full of love Thank you for sending me an angel straight from Heaven When my hope was gone, you made me strong Thank you for being amazing, teaching me to hold on Blessed from above with a heart full of love

If I sent a rose to you For everytime you made me blue You'd have a room full of roses. And if I sent a rose of white For every time I cried all night You'd have a room full of roses. And if I took the petals And would tear them all apart You'd be tearing up the roses Just the way you broke my heart If someday you're feeling blue And you could send a rose or two Don't send me a room full of roses I just want my arms around you --- Instrumental --- And if I took the petals And would tear them all apart You'd be tearing up the roses Just the way you broke my heart If someday you're feeling blue And you could send a rose or two Don't send me a room full of roses I just want my arms around you

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour