Lyrics : Scott Johnson/Ahren Shreeve/Alejandro Marin/Philip Etherington
Music : Philip Etherington/Scott Johnson/Ahren Shreeve/Alejandro Marin
Never had the chance to see that you saw this as a passing thing
It got past me
Throwing into the wayside
Saw into a mess with no escaping
Lost at sea
Oh my (oh my)
Well now I’m fallin’
With nobody to catch me
Strung out on the hope that you would
Wanna see me again
I didn’t think I need an exit plan
Could’ve shown you a promise land
No one else could ever know
How to be your promise man
Look how far we’ve come and how far we have to go
Last night of the decade wishin you were with me on the late night
On the late night
Cruisin through a daydream never saw you putting on your brake lights
Was one night not good enough
Out the door before I woke up
Strung out on the hope that you would
Wanna see me again
I didn’t think I need an exit plan
Could’ve shown you a promise land
No one else could ever know
How to be your promise man