Next Life - Anson Seabra

Call it bad luck
Call it timing the stars not aligning ah oh
Call it distance
Call it maybe we're just way too different ah oh
The harder we're working the more that it's certain
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
In maybe the next life you won't slip through my hands
Call me crazy
Call me foolish you're caught in a daydream ah oh
But I'm holding
On to hope that the door will reopen ah oh
And you're gonna call me and ask me to coffee
In ten years or maybe twelve
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
In maybe the next life you won't slip through my hands
In the next life
In the next life
In the next life mm mm mm mm
In the next life
In the next life
In the next life mm mm mm mm
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
In maybe the next life you won't slip through my hands