Face is pressed into the carpet / Spin the record then restart it / Needle pressed into the vinyl / And music came to life // For a little girl in a cotton dress / That spins the room with hair a mess / Waiting for their wild applause / To make her feel alive // On the weeknights Mamma sang / “You are my Sunshine” before we prayed / And I’d try not to fall asleep / So she would just keep singing // But on the weekends Daddy played it / On the guitar was my favorite / Music was the way he prayed / And it made me feel alive // And now I sing “You are my Sunshine” / For the ones who are my sunshine / And pray that they won’t fall asleep / So I can just keep singing // To a little girl in a cotton dress / A bigger boy with hair a mess / The way they spin around the room / Well it makes me feel alive // Face is pressed into the carpet / Spin the record then restart it / Music is the way I pray / And it makes me feel alive
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from Where It Began,
released February 28, 2012
Written by Shellee Coley
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