The eleven clocks ring back home
Hold my hand
My world

Hands locked,
Forever and ever
Until one day.
Lips on lips,
Kissing.
You're in my world.

Sunshine in eyes,
Water on feet.
Tears on face
Screams from mouths.
Cause you don't understand
And I don't understand.
My world, my world.
Help me keep my world
From crumbling.

Hands that swing
Side by side
And they touch.
Do you still want
To be
In my world?
It's not perfect, and it's cracked,
But my world will be your world,
My world will be our world.
I'd like that,
And I hope
You'd like that too.