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.