n a little while I'll feel better
Gonna travel around the world
Gonna see it all
Gonna go to Paris, maybe Rome
But I'll feel better miles away from home
I'm gunna figure some things out
So sell all my things,
I'm not coming home
There's nothing there,
To keep me there
Just heartache and headache
And worries and things that'll bring me down
My head feels much clearer being here
do oooh dum dum....
In a little while feel better
Gunna spill my heart to every stranger in every town
Busy castles in Ireland,
Have some fellow play the violin
and play a song for me
So sell all my things,
I'm not coming home
There's nothing there,
To keep me there
Just heartache and headache
And worries and things that'll bring me down
My head feels much clearer being here
do ooooh dum dum...
Sell All My Things -- Rosie Thomas
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