Look at the beautiful thing
I caught with my little hand
And have your beautiful soul
Teach me 'bout letting it go
I'm on the top of the world
Here on the top of your shoulder
It's such a beautiful view
My voice is letting you know
Mama, I made it to 30
I'm clean now but I still feel dirty
I'm washed up, but the waves will carry me home
Once I decided where I'm from
And if I make it to 40
Ooh ooh
Will what I have done by then do it for me
Or will it bore me
Oh please don't let it bore me
No more
For surely there's more
Surely there's more
Surely there's more
Surely there's more
Surely there's more
Surely there's more