Stompa

There's a light, and I can see it in your eyes

There's a memory, of the way you uesd to be

Nothing's gone, it still shines

Everytime you turn it on

And when you slow it down

People, working every night and day

Never give yourself no time

Got too many bills to pay

Slow down, nothing's gonna disappear

If you give yourself some room

To move to the music you hear

Gotta get up, listen to me

Clap your hands, stompa your feet

People, looking for the great escape

Looking towards the greener sign

Trying to find a better way

Slow down, open up your big brown eyes

Feel the rhythm in your heart

You don't even need to try

Gotta get up, listen to me

Clap your hands, stompa your feet

Nothing is wrong, if you move to the beat

Clap your hands, stompa your feet

Stompa your feet

When you can't seem to shake off all the feelings that are breaking

Little pieces of the music that's in you

All the pain that you feel

I can prove it's not real

There's just one thing you gotta do

Gotta get up, listen to me

Clap your hands, stompa your feet

Nothing is wrong, if you move to the beat

Clap your hands, stompa your feet

Stompa your feet

Stompa your feet

Stompa your feet