Next Life Songtext
von Anson Seabra
Next Life Songtext
Call it bad luck
Call it timing, the stars not aligning, ah-oh-oh
Call it distance
Call it maybe we′re just way too different, ah-oh-oh
The harder we're working, the more that it′s hurting
We're all out of calls for help
The curtain is closing and everyone knows it
But I'm gonna tell myself
Maybe the next life, we′ll get another chance
Maybe the next time, everything goes to plan
I would be yours, you would be mine
Maybe we just need one more try
And maybe the next life, you won′t slip through my hands
Call me crazy
Call me foolish, and caught in a daydream, ah-oh-oh
But I'm holding
Onto the hope that the door will reopen, ah-oh-oh
And you′re gonna call me and ask me to coffee
In ten years or maybe 12
But until it happens, I'm here on my mattress
And all I can tell myself
Maybe the next life, we′ll get another chance
Maybe the next time, everything goes to plan
I would be yours, you would be mine
Maybe we just need one more try
And maybe the next life, you won't slip through my hands
In the next life, in the next life, in the next life
In the next life, in the next life, in the next life
Maybe the next life, we′ll get another chance
Maybe the next time, I'll be a better man
I would be yours, you would be mine
Maybe we just need one more try
And maybe the next life, you won't slip through my hands
Call it timing, the stars not aligning, ah-oh-oh
Call it distance
Call it maybe we′re just way too different, ah-oh-oh
The harder we're working, the more that it′s hurting
We're all out of calls for help
The curtain is closing and everyone knows it
But I'm gonna tell myself
Maybe the next life, we′ll get another chance
Maybe the next time, everything goes to plan
I would be yours, you would be mine
Maybe we just need one more try
And maybe the next life, you won′t slip through my hands
Call me crazy
Call me foolish, and caught in a daydream, ah-oh-oh
But I'm holding
Onto the hope that the door will reopen, ah-oh-oh
And you′re gonna call me and ask me to coffee
In ten years or maybe 12
But until it happens, I'm here on my mattress
And all I can tell myself
Maybe the next life, we′ll get another chance
Maybe the next time, everything goes to plan
I would be yours, you would be mine
Maybe we just need one more try
And maybe the next life, you won't slip through my hands
In the next life, in the next life, in the next life
In the next life, in the next life, in the next life
Maybe the next life, we′ll get another chance
Maybe the next time, I'll be a better man
I would be yours, you would be mine
Maybe we just need one more try
And maybe the next life, you won't slip through my hands
Writer(s): Michael Matosic, Samuel De Jong, Anson Long Seabra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com