Pockets - Peach Tree Rascals

Pocket full of sunshine

Flowers help me find my way before the sunrise

When I wake up in the evening, my mind is upset

But I say, «Fuck that»

Add up the chemicals in my brain

Walking down the boulevard, am I numb yet?

Losing grip on my feet, I can’t run, run away

Pocket full of sunshine

Flowers help me find my way before the sunrise

Spending days in darkened rooms

Wish the light would come

Tired of holding onto you

I don’t need your love

Got my tools and happiness

I’ve been waiting for you

Save me sunshine when you’re gone

I could take some more

Pocket full of sunshine

Flowers help me find my way before the sunrise

Pocket full of sunshine

Tell me that you’re on the way and I’ll be alright

Pocket full of sunshine

Flowers help me find my way before the sunrise

Pocket full of sunshine

Tell me that you’re on the way and I’ll be alright