Hopefully by the next year I'll love you
Hopefully by next week I'll find you
Hopefully. Hopefully. Hopefully.
That word spins, dances in my head.
I can't trust it, though
It sends strange feels through me
I believe it is hope.
But I can't trust it.

See, I don't have any friends.
I don't have a family.
I don't have anyone in my life.
Or...At least that I love

Hopefully by tomorrow, you'll love me too