I found my bags easy
Only sore eyes could see
A beat up sack of dirty clothes, I found for cheap
Taped up and used up it rolled down that chain
Got stuck between a duffle bag and leather briefcase
I wonder where these travelers go in their heads on the way to their destinations?
Do they travel more through time than space?
I do lots of traveling just staying in one place
Oh this heart of mine
Is sold to black
Oh this heart of mine
Won't hold back
No matter what they say I think my bag's got style
All these bumps and bruises sure took a long while
Years it takes to master, being ugly is a gift
The underground is heavy full of misfits
You can have your houndstooth with a silver trim
Your bags might look pretty closed, but how about open
Oh this heart of mine
Is sold to black
Oh this heart of mine
Is golden
I swear I'm not a loser I'm not
I swear i'm not a loser I'm not a failure
I'm just a time traveler, and when I get off this plane...
It's easy to spot my suitcase at the old baggage claim
Waltzer - Time Traveler Lyrics
Waltzer - Time Traveler Lyrics
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I found my bags easy
Only sore eyes could see
A beat up sack of dirty clothes, I found for cheap
Taped up and used up it rolled down that chain
Got stuck between a duffle bag and leather briefcase
I wonder where these travelers go in their heads on the way to their destinations?
Do they travel more through time than space?
I do lots of traveling just staying in one place
Oh this heart of mine
Is sold to black
Oh this heart of mine
Won't hold back
No matter what they say I think my bag's got style
All these bumps and bruises sure took a long while
Years it takes to master, being ugly is a gift
The underground is heavy full of misfits
You can have your houndstooth with a silver trim
Your bags might look pretty closed, but how about open
Oh this heart of mine
Is sold to black
Oh this heart of mine
Is golden
I swear I'm not a loser I'm not
I swear i'm not a loser I'm not a failure
I'm just a time traveler, and when I get off this plane...
It's easy to spot my suitcase at the old baggage claim
Only sore eyes could see
A beat up sack of dirty clothes, I found for cheap
Taped up and used up it rolled down that chain
Got stuck between a duffle bag and leather briefcase
I wonder where these travelers go in their heads on the way to their destinations?
Do they travel more through time than space?
I do lots of traveling just staying in one place
Oh this heart of mine
Is sold to black
Oh this heart of mine
Won't hold back
No matter what they say I think my bag's got style
All these bumps and bruises sure took a long while
Years it takes to master, being ugly is a gift
The underground is heavy full of misfits
You can have your houndstooth with a silver trim
Your bags might look pretty closed, but how about open
Oh this heart of mine
Is sold to black
Oh this heart of mine
Is golden
I swear I'm not a loser I'm not
I swear i'm not a loser I'm not a failure
I'm just a time traveler, and when I get off this plane...
It's easy to spot my suitcase at the old baggage claim
Writer: Sophie Pomeranz
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave