Testo 11:11

Is it late?
11 minutes past 11
It’s both always but never our time
Nothing to regret
The rest just might be heaven
You’re always but never really mine.

You stopped my heart from 50 feet It pumped and sang and skipped a beat
And when I sleep my soul, you keep.

I wish for you to be happy.
I wish for you to be free.
I wish for you to be fearless;
That’s wishes 1,2 and 3.

And I won’t wish to be yours,
Or for you to be mine
But I wish them all for you every time.

Is it warm? Clouds? But the sun’s in the sky?
Rises over mine but sets with you.
When it’s dark, I’ll try not to ask you why or what you’ll do.
I wish for you to be happy.
I wish for you to be free.
I wish for you to be fearless;
That’s wishes 1,2 and 3.

If one day the stars align,
And you feel ready to be mine,
I hope you’ll find the strength to come
With trumpets, pipes and drum

I wish for you to be happy.
I wish for you to be free.
I wish for you to be fearless;
That’s wishes 1,2 and 3.