It’s eleven-eleven
and I wish that we
were alone together
just you and me
With your body by mine,
you’d make everything feel fine
With our fingers intertwined  

And your voice would be my lullaby

The hand moves to a new number
as I’m lying here wishing only for you

So I might be down
for a little while
But I bet you I’d smile
if you made fun of my frown
Hold me tightly until
My smile reaches a mile
From the best thing I’ve ever known