Harry T Pope - 11:11 Lyrics

I wouldn't wish to win the lottery today
Don't care for cars or stars in LA
Won't catch me askin' to bask in heaven's rays, oh no
Maybe these things were once on my mind
But since then life has thrown me a line
I've got somebody who's counting on me, oh
So when the time arrives, to myself I say
"11:11, just hoping she's having a better day," oh

I'll do my best to help her feel alright
But then the rest of the things in her life
Can't help but go wrong and get in the way
I've never known another soul with her plight
Bad luck in spades, all her days feel like nights
I'm no man of God, but for her I will pray, oh
So when the times arrives
Clasp my hands, look to the skies
"11:11, just hoping she's having a better day," oh

The world can be so cruel to her, you wouldn't believe, oh
You would've thought she'd done something wrong
She ain't no angel, she just don't deserve what she receives
And so, I'm just hoping to help her along

So, ever since I've been wishing away
I suppose I have noticed a change, oh
Upon her shoulders she soldiers a little less weight
Though while she puts on a smile, it's a bluff
Things have changed, but they ain't changed enough
I guess all the stars and the cars have to wait, oh
So like a ritual, at that time of the day
11:11, won't you just take her blues away
Take it away, oh

Oh woah
The world can be so cruel to her, you wouldn't believe, woah
Would've thought she'd done something wrong
No, she ain't no angel, she just don't deserve what she receives
And so, I'm just hoping to help her along

I'll never wish to win the lottery today
Forget the cars and the stars in LA
Won't catch me askin' to bask in heaven's rays, oh no
Though I know on her own she'd get by
But that's just not enough peace of mind
She's got to be happy without a complaint, oh
So when the time arrives, I'll beg, I'll plead, I'll pray
"11:11, just hoping she's having a better day," oh

So when the time arrives, to myself I say
"11:11, just hoping she's having a better day," woah oh