It feels good to be the one that you want

Back when all my little goals seemed so important 

Every pot of gold fill and full of distortion 

Heaven was a place still in space not in motion 

But soon 

I got you 

I got everything 

I’ve got you 

I don’t need nothing 

More than you 

I got everything 

I’ve got you 

We went walking through the hills 

Tryin’ to pretend that we both know 

Maybe if we save up 

We can build a little home 

But then the hell storm came and yelled, 

“You need to let go, you’ve got no control. No.” 

This weight’s too much alone 

Some days I can't hold it at all 

You take it on for me 

When tomorrow’s too much 

I’ll carry it all 

I’ve got you 

I Got You, Jack Johnson