Pocket Full Of Sunshine (part. Mariquita)

Woke up grinning
Sun through blinds
Same old ceiling
Brand new mind

Toast pops up, I'm late again
Phone on mute, I still feel blessed
Bills still due, but the rent got paid
Got cheap cologne, but I like my shades
I dance in the mirror, off-beat, off-key
Laugh at myself, that's therapy
My shoes are scuffed, still I walk like gold
Heart got warm where the days were cold

Got a pocket full of sunshine, can't fold it
Smile on layaway, still, I own it
Joy in the small things, yeah, I chose it
Yeah, I chose it, yeah, I chose it (hey!)
Life ain't perfect, I still toast it
Love in my lungs every time I hold it
Hope in my hands and I won't let go
Happiness is how my story goes

Bus seat sticky, I don't complain
Kids in the back play car-seat games
Old man hums that crooked tune
Whole route bright like a living room
I count my blessings on chipped café mugs
Sugar on the rim, caffeine and hugs
I text my mom, she sends five hearts
That's worth more than fancy cars

Got a pocket full of sunshine, can't fold it
Smile on layaway, still, I own it
Joy in the small things, yeah, I chose it
Yeah, I chose it, yeah, I chose it (oh, yeah)
Life ain't perfect, I still toast it
Love in my lungs every time I hold it
Hope in my hands and I won't let go
Happiness is how my story goes

I been through rain
I been through storms
Still found a flame
Kept my heart warm
I don't chase highs
I just breathe slow
Right here, right now
That's my gold (that's my gold)

Got a pocket full of sunshine, can't fold it
Smile on layaway, still, I own it
Joy in the small things, yeah, I chose it
Yeah, I chose it, yeah, I chose it
Life ain't perfect, I still toast it
Love in my lungs every time I hold it
Hope in my hands and I won't let go
Happiness is how my story goes