Next Life
 作词 : Anson Long-Seabra
 Call it bad luck, call it timing, the stars not aligning
 Call it distance, call it maybe we're just way too different

 The harder were working the more that it's hurting
 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
 And maybe the next life
 You won't slip through my hands

 Call me crazy, call me foolish and caught in a daydream
 But I'm holding, onto the hope that the door will reopen

 And you're gonna call me and ask me to coffee in 10 years or maybe 12
 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
 And maybe the next life
 You won't slip through my hands

 In the next life
 In the next life
 In the next life

 In the next life
 In the next life
 In the next life

 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
 And maybe the next life
 You won't slip through my hands