And I fell to the ground and I thought I heard a voice
It was a lie, said you're coming, you're coming back home
Said you lived way too long in a body not your own
So come on 'cause the road is not a home
(refrão)
And if I fall you'll follow me
You'll crawl on your knees through everything
Say look at the clock, but you're looking at me
It's 11:11, we should be wishing, but that's not for me
That's not for me
I've done enough wishing for you and for me and look where it's got me
On the ground
