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 a 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