Sitting on the edge   Of an armchair   My seatbelt unfastened   Shoelaces not tied      Letting the wind mess my hair   Make up all smudged   Waking up all blurry eyed      It's too early in the morning   For my words to come out right   Just getting used to sunshine   I'm still squinting in the light      And it looks like a perfect day   Just to get away   All the mundane   Has bought out the rebel   I was born to be      And it feels like the perfect time   Just to break away   This is my life   It's a sojourn from the norm, oh, yeah      I'm a non-conformist   I like doing stupid things   Like laughing on a train   Or falling in love again      Television, magazines   They tell you how to live your life   But not how to use your brain      It's too early in the morning   For my words to come out right   Just getting used to sunshine   I'm still squinting in the light      And it looks like a perfect day   Just to get away   All the mundane   Has bought out the rebel   I was born to be      And it feels like the perfect time   Just to break away   This is my life   It's a sojourn from the norm, yeah, oh, yeah      I wanna do something I've never done   Dip my toe beneath the surface of a sea   That I've never seen the bottom of      I'm not perfect, don't have to be   Can walk around in just bare feet   I'm comfortable in my own skin   My confidence, it starts within      And it looks like a perfect day   Just to get away   All the mundane   Has bought out the rebel   I was born to be      And it feels like a perfect time   Just to break away   This is my life   It's a sojourn from the norm   A sojourn from the norm, oh, yeah