Natasha Bedingfield - Sojourn Lyrics

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Sitting on the edge 
Of an armchair 
My seatbelt unfastened 
Shoelaces not tied 

Letting the wind mess my hair 
Make up all smudged 
Waking up all blurry eyed 

It's too early in the morning 
For my words to come out right 
Just getting used to sunshine 
I'm still squinting in the light 

And it looks like a perfect day 
Just to get away 
All the mundane 
Has bought out the rebel 
I was born to be 
And it feels like the perfect time 
Just to break away 
This is my life 
It's a sojourn from the norm, oh, yeah 

I'm a non-conformist 
I like doing stupid things 
Like laughing on a train 
Or falling in love again 
Television, magazines 
They tell you how to live your life 
But not how to use your brain 

It's too early in the morning 
For my words to come out right 
Just getting used to sunshine 
I'm still squinting in the light 

And it looks like a perfect day 
Just to get away 
All the mundane 
Has bought out the rebel 
I was born to be 
And it feels like the perfect time 
Just to break away 
This is my life 
It's a sojourn from the norm, yeah, oh, yeah 

I wanna do something 
I've never done 
Dip my toe 
Beneath the surface 
Of a sea that I've never seen the bottom of 
I'm not perfect 
Don't have to be 
Can walk around in just bare feet 
I'm comfortable in my own skin 
My confidence, it starts within 

And it looks like a perfect day 
Just to get away 
All the mundane 
Has bought out the rebel 
I was born to be 
And it feels like a perfect time 
Just to break away 
This is my life 
It's a sojourn from the norm 
A sojourn from the norm, oh, yeah

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lyrics submitted on 21-05-2006
lyrics corrected on 03-07-2008