Is anyone out there listening?
Deep in the algorithm of someone else
I might find that I was always perfectly alone
Can somebody walk me home?
The universe becomes a wave
Can somebody walk me home?
Can somebody walk me home?
Is anyone out there listening?
But there is a sound that echoes like morning bells
And as a distant memory shoots right through me
I am left so perfectly alone
Can somebody walk me home?
The universe becomes a wave
And when I get better someday
We will always walk each other home
Can somebody walk me home?
Can somebody walk me home?
Can somebody walk me home?
Can somebody walk me home?
WRITERS
John Hill, Eric Cannata, Sameer Gadhia, Jacob John Tilley, Payam Doostzadeh, Francois Comtois