Maybe Someday you’ll get your clarity andnI will find a way to make it over there in the endnThen one day as we look back at the years and our plansnYou can simplify the story to your friendsnn“Ik mis jou mop” she whisper through the phone in my handnIn the empty spaces between the few times whennWe got together always better late then never againnnWill it endnBefore I hit send one more timenLet me pretend I known nThe wind turnsnThe phone ringsnI close my eyes at night andnThe day breaks nLock the doornCouple walking to their car andnA stop light nGirls on bikesnEverywhere I look you’re all I seenYeah babe come back to menCome back to me