A pocket full of rocks
That I knew were made of solid gold
There were girls to be hated
Trees to be climbed
Forts to be built, There was so much time
It's good to be alive, It's good to be alive
There's nothing in the world like being fifteen
Your pockets are empty, but your head is full of dreams
Of girls to be loved
Of places to see
It's the best and the worst
Just my friends and me
And we're anything we want to be
And it's good to be alive
To feel the wind in my face
See the blue in the sky
It's days like this I realize
What a gift it is
It's good to be alive
Well I wonder, what this day will see
Will I find my dreams or stare in the face of tragedy
Whatever may come
Whatever may be
Of this I am sure, I'm forgiven and free
And I will live like I believe
And it's good to be alive
To feel the wind in my face
See the blue in the sky
It's days like this I realize
What a gift it is
It's good to be alive
Wasn't it yesterday I was eight years old A pocket full of rocks That I knew were made of solid gold There were girls to be hated Trees to be climbed Forts to be built, There was so much time It's good to be alive, It's good to be alive There's nothing in the world like being fifteen Your pockets are empty, but your head is full of dreams Of girls to be loved Of places to see It's the best and the worst Just my friends and me And we're anything we want to be And it's good to be alive To feel the wind in my face See the blue in the sky It's days like this I realize What a gift it is It's good to be alive Well I wonder, what this day will see Will I find my dreams or stare in the face of tragedy Whatever may come Whatever may be Of this I am sure, I'm forgiven and free And I will live like I believe And it's good to be alive To feel the wind in my face See the blue in the sky It's days like this I realize What a gift it is It's good to be alive Explain Request ×
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