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Pocketful of Promises

Words and Music by Stephen Mayone

Pocketful of Promises

Where do you go
With a pocketful of promises
Inside your coat
Underneath your hat

Do you where it out
Or keep it where the sun don’t shine
Keep your fingers clean
Keep yourself intact

There’s something more
Everyone is telling me
But all I know is what I see

When I dig deep into my pockets full of promises
All I feel are my hands and fists

Now I believe
That accidents don’t happen
Yeah I believe in the Mother Ship
And what I’ll be has already happened
Got a full tank of gas
Let’s let it rip

I wish I could
Turn off all the voices
Yeah I would
Call the whole thing off

But people think that I don’t know my choices
With a pocketful of promise

© 2005 Mayone Music (SESAC)