Drake White - The Optimystic

Sometimes I, I go back
To skipping stones, flashlight on
My red backpack

Thought I could slide
Down the milky way
My dog could talk, my toys could walk
And I'd fly someday

Whoah, I miss it (miss it)
Ooh, the optimistic

Sunset renegades, lover's lane
Staying crazy, kept us baby
From going insane
Before we knew 'bout this big bad world
No left and right, I'd hold you tight
Just you and me, girl

Whoah, I miss it (miss it)
Ooh, the optimistic, yeah
Ooh, the optimistic

Do you hear it calling? (Do you hear it calling?)
Come along if you're coming (come along if you're coming)
Do you hear it calling? (Do you hear it calling?)
Come along if you're coming (come along, come along)

Ooh, don't miss it (miss it)
Ooh, just listen (listen)
Ooh, the optimistic

So let's get back to skipping stones
Put that flashlight in my face and this guitar on
Now I'm flying, yes indeed
'Cause I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be

Whoah, I miss it (miss it)
Ooh, the optimistic

Written by:
William Drake White, Kelli Johnson, Lauren E. Weintraub

Publisher:
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