Sleep will come in the morning

Just like you, I'm learning to live without

Any hope, for a warning

Of things getting worse as two by two we slip down

Could you wait for redemption?

Maybe I'm more than a place in your bed

It's a tight navigation

To fight my way into the space in your head

I'll find a pattern of hope in us

I'll find a reason for holding on

I'll find a pattern of hope and hold on

We could wait for redemption

Find a word for us other than shame

We could learn a new language

And I'll call you out by your favorite name

We could learn a new language and talk like we know