Maybe Someday you'll get your clarity and
I will find a way to make it over there in the end
Then one day as we look back at the years and our plans
You can simplify the story to your friends
"Ik mis jou mop" she whisper through the phone in my hand
In the empty spaces between the few times when
We got together always better late then never again
Will it end
Before I hit send one more time
Let me pretend I know
The wind turns
The phone rings
I close my eyes at night and
The day breaks
Lock the door
Couple walking to their car and
A stop light
Girls on bikes
Everywhere I look you're all I see
Yeah babe come back to me
Come back to me