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 the 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