Natasha Bedingfield - Hidden Track Lyrics
Sitting on the edge of an armchairMy seatbelt unfastenedShoelaces not tiedLetting the wind mess my hairMake up all smudgedWaking up all blurry-eyedIts too early in the morningFor my words to come out rightJust getting used to sunshineIm still squinting in the lightAnd it looks like a perfect dayJust to get awayAll the mundaneHas bought out the rebel i was born to beAnd it feels like the perfect timeJust to break awayThis is my lifeA decision from the normIm a non-conformistI like doing stupid thingsLike laughing on a trainOr falling in love againTelevision, magazinesThey tell you how to live your lifeBut not how to use your brainIts too early in the morningFor my words to come out rightJust getting used to sunshineIm still squinting in the lightAnd it looks like a perfect dayJust to get awayAll the mundaneHas bought out the rebel i was born to beAnd it feels like the perfect timeJust to break awayThis is my lifeA decision from the normOoooooooh oooo yeh yeh yehI wanna do something i've never doneDig my toe beneath the surface of a seaThat i've never seen the bottom ofIm not perfect dont have to beCan walk around in just barefeetIm comfortable in my own skinMy confidence it starts within, ohAnd it looks like a perfect dayJust to get awayAll the mundaneHas bought out the rebel i was born to beAnd it feels like a perfect timeJust to break awayThis is my lifeA decision from the normDecision from the normOooooh oh ooooh yeh yehh mm
