The Next One - Jeangu Macrooy

Fallen from your grace

you sat quietly at the table

and I wish I could

make you see

It’s not your fault

he couldn’t love you

back

maybe the next one will be good

maybe the next one will be different

maybe the next one will call you

sweep you off your feet

maybe the next one

maybe the next one

fighting back your tears

I can hear it in your voice

and I know

you’re mad

I know it hurts

you gave it all

but you got nothing

back

maybe the next one will be good

maybe the next one will be different

maybe the next one will call you

sweep you off your feet

maybe the next one

maybe the next one

Keep holding on

to your dreams

keep holding on

to who you are

keep holding on hold on hold on

maybe the next one

maybe the next one

maybe the next one

maybe the next

one