Pocket Full of Dreams

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 wont 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

A cardboard box of make believe

Empty pockets full of dreams

And you are everything I need

I never found a shooting star, there's holes in my jeans

I didn't win the lottery or build a time machine

I never had much at all, but I still got everything to lose

'Cause I don't want anything

I never found a shooting star, there's holes in my jeans

I didn't win the lottery or build a time machine

I never had much at all, but I still got everything to lose

'Cause I don't want anything but you