Somethin' From Nothin' - Fairground Saints
Written by：Elijah Edwa
I get up I get down to the sound of your love
Always telling myself that I'm never enough
Just a bird in the sky with my eyes on the road
I don't want to be just another one of your seasons
Just another one of your reasons to go
Some days I get high on the sight of your shoulder
Some days I wake up to a bed so much colder
It's getting harder to function
If this is all in conjunction
Baby is it really worth making something from nothing
Whoo yeah yeahhh
I get lost I get found I get high in these clouds
Searching for all the ways I can keep you around
Just a word on a page just a girl on your arm
I don't want to be just another one of your seasons
Just another one of your reasons to go
Some days I get high on the sight of your shoulder
Some days I wake up to a bed so much colder
It's getting harder to function if this is all in conjunction
Baby is it really worth making somethin' from nothin'
Whoo yeah yeahhh
I've been sinking
Over thinking everything and it's getting old
Stones won't break me
Stars don't make me up and I am
Done it all for show
Let it go
But I just thought that you should know
Some days I get high on the sight of your shoulder
Some days I wake up to a bed so much colder
It's getting harder to function
If this is all in conjunction
Baby is it really worth making somethin' from nothin'
Whoo yeah yeahhh
Whoo yeah yeahhh
Whoo yeah yeahhh
Whoo yeah yeahhh