Put your records on - Corinne Bailey Rae

Three little birds, sat on my window and they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon. So sweet. Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.

Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright.
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same.
Oh, don't you hesitate.

Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely.
Sipping tea in the bar by the roadside.

Maybe sometimes, we feel afraid, but it's alright.
The more you stay the same, the more they seem to change.
Don't you think it's strange?

Some nights kept me awake, I thought that I was stronger.
When you gonna realize, that you don't even have to try any longer?
Do what you want to.

Girl, put your records on. Tell me your favourite song.

I hope you get your dreams.

You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow.