Next Life - Anson Seabra

Lyrics by：Anson Long-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