Colin Clary - Some Of My Favorite People Are lyrics

Anything you make or grow yourself Anything you give away It's ok It's ok This one goes out to all the thrift store shoppers This one goes out to all the clothing swappers This one goes out to all the j**elry makers The candle creators The midnight bakers Some of my favorite people are consigners Some of my favorite people are consigners And no one's getting rich here No one's getting wealthy All my favorite outfits someone gave to me My favorite t-shirt came from someone else It makes me think of you This is for the sweater you let me borrow

This is for the money I'll pay back tomorrow This is for the bracelet that's on my wrist This is for your beautiful necklace This is for the book you let me read This is for the song you wrote for me This is for the cake, the belt, the bash This is for the dreams you helped me catch The pants, the plants, the shoes, the sneakers Forgotten nights, north and thrill seekers The call, the hug, the ride, the light This is for the way I feel tonight Some of my favorite people are consigners Some of my favorite people are consigners