It's not the end of the road
We're almost home
If we figure things out
We can get back to the stars
♪
It's a tracksuit city
To me it's kinda pretty
Another Monday morning
I hope that you're still warming to me
♪
In Glasgow, maybe London
I hope that there's still something
A leaf in every season
That we're proud of every reason to be
♪
And don't you ever feel like giving it up (ooh)
If you ever feel you're losing your love
It's not the end of the road
We're almost home
If we figure things out
We can get back to the stars
♪
If you take my hand
And follow the plan
Every woman, every man
We'll get back to the stars
♪
A little goes a long way
Have I run into a mistake?
Or am I out of luck? (La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Threw a pebble in a wishing well
It feels way bigger when I'm by myself
Or am I out of luck? (La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Don't you ever feel like giving it up (ooh)
If you ever feel you're losing your love
It's not the end of the road
We're almost home
If we figure things out
We can get back to the stars
(Get back to the stars)
If you take my hand
And follow the plan
Every woman, every man
We can get back to the stars
(Get back to the stars)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I just wanna get back to you (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
I just wanna get back to you (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
I just wanna get back to you (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
It's a tracksuit city
To me it's kinda pretty
Another Monday morning
I hope that you're still warming to me
♪
In Glasgow, maybe London
I hope that there's still something
A leaf in every season
That we're proud of every reason to be