Jason Mraz

Feat. Colbie Caillat

Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky oh my, baby I'm trying

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side

I'm just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket 
and i'm waiting for my rocket to come 
I'm just a curbside prophet 
with my hand in my pocket 
and i'm waiting for my rocket ya'lly'see it started way back in nyc
  when i stole my first rhyme from the M.I.C. 
  at a west end avenue at 63 
  it's the beginning of a leap year, february, '96 
  with a guitar picked up in the mix 
  i committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks 
  well look at me now 
  look at me now 
  look at me now, now, now, now i'm just a curbside prophet 
  with my hand in my pocket 
  and i'm waiting for my rocket to come 
  i'm just a curbside prophet 
  with my hand in my pocket 
  and i'm waiting for my rocket ya'llwell then you're never gonna guess 
  where i've been been been 
  and i have no regrets 
  that i bet my whole checking account 
  because it all amounts to nothing up in the end
  well you can only count that on the road again
  we'll soon be on my radio dial 
  and i been payin close attention to the Willie Nelson style 
  like a, a band of gypsies on the highway while
  cuz i'm one man pushin' on the california skyline drive 
  up the coast I brag and i bost 
  because I'm pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost 
  raising a toast to the highway patrol and to most 
  but my cruise control's on coast 
  cause im touring around the nation
  on extended vacation
  see i got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation 
  i say, i like your style, crazy pound pup! 
  you need a ride?
  well come on, girl, hop in the truck! With just a curbside prophet 
  with my hand in my pocket 
  and i'm waiting for my rocket to come 
  I'm just a curbside prophet 
  with my hand in my pocket 
  and i'm waiting for my rocket ya'll
  I'm just a curbside prophet 
  with my hand in my pocket 
  and i'm waiting for my rocket to come on 
  I'm just a curbside prophet 
  with my hand in my pocket 
  and i'm waiting for my rocket ya'llsee i'm a down home brother, redneck undercover 
  with my guitar here 
  i'm ready to play 
  and i'm a sucker for a filly 
  got a natural ability
  give the freestyle 
  look at my flexibility 
  dangerous at the mike 
  my ghetto hat's cocked right 
  the ladies say, yo, that kid is crazy 
  we got the backstage betties taking more than they can get 
  they say, what's up with M-R-A-Z? hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
  something's different in my world today 
  well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow 
  hey, hey, something's different in my world today 
  well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow 
  i'm just a curbside prophet love
  a curbside brother love
  a curbside brother love 
  a curbside ohh 
  come on
  I'm just a curbside prohet
  and I'm waiting for my rocket
  said I'm waiting for my rocket to come now cuz I'm cubsided brother your a curbside 
  brother and I'm waiting for my rocket said I'm waiting for my rocket. . .