Fallen from your grace
you sat quietly at the table
and I wish I could
make you see
It's not your fault
he couldn't love you
back
maybe the next one will be good
maybe the next one will be different
maybe the next one will call you
sweep you off your feet
maybe the next one
maybe the next one
fighting back your tears
I can hear it in your voice
and I know
you're mad
I know it hurts
you gave it all
but you got nothing
back
maybe the next one will be good
maybe the next one will be different
maybe the next one will call you
sweep you off your feet
maybe the next one
maybe the next one
Keep holding on
to your dreams
keep holding on
to who you are
keep holding on hold on hold on
maybe the next one
maybe the next one
maybe the next one
maybe the next
one