Pocket Full Of Dreams - Hedley

They say if I get paid then I’ll be fine

But I can’t get by on anything but you

I know if I smoke then I might die

But I won’t die for anything but you

I found a shooting star in the pocket of my jeans

I won the lottery and built a time machine

I got everything, and everything is mine to lose

But I don’t want anything but you

They say great things come if you wait

But I won’t wait for anything but you

Free falls and alcohol, I’ve paid my dues

Now I can’t get high on anything but you

I found a shooting star in the pocket of my jeans

I won the lottery and built a time machine

I got everything, and everything is mine to lose

But I don’t want anything but you

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

A cardboard box of make believe

Empty pockets full of dreams

And you are everything I need