Back when all my little goals seemed so important
\nEvery pot of gold fill and full of distortion
\nHeaven was a place still in space not in motion
\nBut soon<\/p>\n
I got you
\nI got everything
\nI’ve got you
\nI don’t need nothing
\nMore than you
\nI got everything
\nI’ve got you<\/p>\n
We went walking through the hills
\nTryin’ to pretend that we both know
\nMaybe if we save up
\nWe can build a little home
\nBut then the hail storm came and yelled
\n\u201cYou need to let go, you’ve got no control. No\u201d<\/p>\n
I got you
\nI got everything
\nI’ve got you
\nI don’t need nothing
\nMore than you
\nI got everything
\nI’ve got you<\/p>\n
This weight’s too much alone
\nSome days I can’t hold it at all
\nYou take it on for me
\nWhen tomorrow’s too much
\nI’ll carry it all
\nI’ve got you<\/p>\n
And when tomorrow’s too much
\nI’ll carry it all
\nI got you<\/p>\n
I got you
\nI got everything
\nI’ve got you
\nI don’t need nothing
\nMore than you
\nI got everything
\nI’ve got you<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Jack Johnson<\/p>\n
We may be going all the way to Cruz de Ferro, who knows! No plan, just pilgrimage.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Back when all my little goals seemed so important Every pot of gold fill and full of distortion Heaven was a place still in space not in motion But soon I got you I got everything I’ve got you I don’t need nothing More than you I got everything I’ve got you We went walking […] Continue reading