The After Hours - Alone

Waiting on a Spring to never come
I thought you were the one
I thought it all along
Oh what a shame
I guess that I was wrong
It happens all the time
I just want to be alone
Talk about a boy
Tell me what he wrote
Ask me for some help
No one wants to be alone
Maybe in my head
Or maybe on the phone
Connection's wearing thin
Wake me when we get back home
Progress on a map
Is different than goals
Collecting all the papers
Try to fill some holes
Let's not start a movie
It's later than we know
My eyes are so heavy
Soon I should be getting home
And when I see you there
Nothing will compare

Written by:
Elena Rossetto, Jordan Trevino, Sean Saman

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music

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