Stu Larsen Pocket Full Of Coins
every time i hold your hand it feels like i am all alone
now i don't know where i am, and i don't feel like i am home
and you're throwing words at me, but i don't really mind
when you come to your last days it's not me that you will find
cos i'm moving on
i'm moving on
when you wake up in the morning
darling i'll be gone
i've got a pocket full of coins and a mind that's all made up
i've got a ticket to the airport on the early morning bus
i am flying out of here and i'm leaving you behind
cos i don't know who you are and i know that you're not mine
now i'm moving on
i'm moving on
when you wake up in the morning
darling i'll be gone
well i haven't got a job and i don't have a five year plan
and i don't care what you say cos i'm content with who i am
i will follow in the footsteps of those who've gone before
remembering to put my trust in he who opened up the door
i'm moving on
i'm moving on
when you wake up in the morning
darling i'll be gone
well i've had my chance at this
i came so close but somehow missed
the point in what this life is all supposed to be about
i'm not asking for another chance
in this thing they call romance
but i'd like to find a girl who i can love in the mornings in the middle of the days the afternoons and in the evenings too
now i'm sitting in a cafe in the old town square in Brugge
and the coffee here is average, i'm just paying for the view
i'll expect the unexpected and i'll see what i might find
and i'll hope to fall in love with someone i can be with for the rest of time
