Pockets

Pockets

Pockets full of joy

Pockets full of rain

Pockets full of sunshine and pockets full of pain

Pockets full of you

Faded souvenir

Pockets full of pills that may never stop your tears from falling

After all, it's you

You got you through it

Carried it all this way

Oh, you thought you'd been through it

But somehow you still make change

With your pockets

Pockets full of songs

Those that did you wrong

Pockets full of things that you don't need anymore

Some things you're meant to let go

Some things you hold on to

Some things'll leave their mark

Some things'll get you through

Pockets

Pockets full of notes

Promises you broke

Holding back the words

But you tried but never spoke your mind

But there's still time, oh

You, you got you through it

Carried it all this way

And you thought you'd been through it

But somehow you still make change

With your pockets

Pockets full of keys

Places left behind

Young love that you gave up, but it's still stuck in your mind

And pockets full of doubt

You turn 'em inside out

Not sure where to go, but you'll find a way somehow

主人声 : Brett Eldredge

母带工程师 : Emre Ramazanoglu

大提琴 : Austin Hoke

小提琴 : Alicia Enstrom/Kristin Weber

中提琴 : Betsy Lamb

混音师 : Jeremy Ferguson