Текст песни Sojourn - Natasha Bedingfield
Sitting
on
the
edge
Of
an
armchair
My
seatbelt
unfastened
Shoelaces
not
tied
Letting
the
wind
mess
my
hair
Make
up
all
smudged
Waking
up
all
blurry
eyed
It's
too
early
in
the
morning
For
my
words
to
come
out
right
Just
getting
used
to
sunshine
I'm
still
squinting
in
the
light
And
it
looks
like
a
perfect
day
Just
to
get
away
All
the
mundane
Has
bought
out
the
rebel
I
was
born
to
be
And
it
feels
like
the
perfect
time
Just
to
break
away
This
is
my
life
It's
a
sojourn
from
the
norm,
oh,
yeah
I'm
a
non-conformist
I
like
doing
stupid
things
Like
laughing
on
a
train
Or
falling
in
love
again
Television,
magazines
They
tell
you
how
to
live
your
life
But
not
how
to
use
your
brain
It's
too
early
in
the
morning
For
my
words
to
come
out
right
Just
getting
used
to
sunshine
I'm
still
squinting
in
the
light
And
it
looks
like
a
perfect
day
Just
to
get
away
All
the
mundane
Has
bought
out
the
rebel
I
was
born
to
be
And
it
feels
like
the
perfect
time
Just
to
break
away
This
is
my
life
It's
a
sojourn
from
the
norm,
yeah,
oh,
yeah
I
wanna
do
something
I've
never
done
Dip
my
toe
beneath
the
surface
of
a
sea
That
I've
never
seen
the
bottom
of
I'm
not
perfect,
don't
have
to
be
Can
walk
around
in
just
bare
feet
I'm
comfortable
in
my
own
skin
My
confidence,
it
starts
within
And
it
looks
like
a
perfect
day
Just
to
get
away
All
the
mundane
Has
bought
out
the
rebel
I
was
born
to
be
And
it
feels
like
a
perfect
time
Just
to
break
away
This
is
my
life
It's
a
sojourn
from
the
norm
A
sojourn
from
the
norm,
oh,
yeah
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