Texty: Pascale Picard. Me, Myself & Us. Half Asleep.

The world's not gonna end
I made this promise to me
Repeating to myself 12 times a day
Nobody loves no one, anyway
But someone is still crying
In a corner of my head
& if you believe me when I say I'm alright

This week is gonna end
Make this promise to me
Calling me 12 times a day
But I know what you're about to say
?Cause you may be whispering
But in the corner of my head
The voice is clear, will you be alright?

The more that I hope, the more I keep waiting
The more I get old
In a hurry, I'd rather fix up my mind soon
The more I keep waiting, the more I fall back
It seems like I'll never get held
By someone exactly like me

What if we'd bend?
Breaking all the promises we made
Juggling with words 12 hours a day
12 more and my life's away
?Cause this voice is running in circles
In a corner of my head
Making me dizzy but it feels so right...

The more that I hope?