I fell asleep with the enemy
Can it go back to how it used to be?
Your shadow hung in my memory
A hand to hold, a picture to believe
And I fall into the night again

It took so long to be on my own
When the morning comes I hope I'm ready for it
And the night won't wake till we get back home
When the morning comes I hope we're ready for it

You come to me as the snow begins
The thunder rolls, the rain, it's still, it seems
But I fell into the night again

It took so long to be on my own
When the morning comes I hope I'm ready for it
And the night won't wait till we get back home
When the morning comes I hope we're ready for it

Hope we're ready for it
I hope we're ready for it
Hope we're ready for it

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): ANDRE ANJOS, JEAN PHILLIP GROBLER, PATRICIA GROBLER