| Song | Turnaround |
| Artist | We Still Dream |
| Album | Something to Smile About |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I left a letter on the dresser saying “I’ll be home soon”, | |
| this repetition has you sitting all alone in our room, | |
| but understand I’m like a bottle at sea, | |
| like a vessel with a message waiting for the world to read | |
| Turnaround, I feel like I could use a change, | |
| I’d finally have a chance to breathe | |
| Everything I’ve ever known | |
| I’ve sacrificed with hopes I’d find a turnaround | |
| A million things to say but somehow only a few words fit, | |
| I want to make a change, instead I’ve ripped this notebook to shit | |
| ‘cause I’ve been trying to find the perfect sentence, | |
| that’ll finally make a difference, may their eyes and ears be open | |
| If only I could show you, let you open up my mind, | |
| dig your nails into the back of my brain and separate the spine, | |
| you’d see that I only want what’s best, | |
| I want to be the voice that makes it’s way right inside their chest |
| I left a letter on the dresser saying " I' ll be home soon", | |
| this repetition has you sitting all alone in our room, | |
| but understand I' m like a bottle at sea, | |
| like a vessel with a message waiting for the world to read | |
| Turnaround, I feel like I could use a change, | |
| I' d finally have a chance to breathe | |
| Everything I' ve ever known | |
| I' ve sacrificed with hopes I' d find a turnaround | |
| A million things to say but somehow only a few words fit, | |
| I want to make a change, instead I' ve ripped this notebook to shit | |
| ' cause I' ve been trying to find the perfect sentence, | |
| that' ll finally make a difference, may their eyes and ears be open | |
| If only I could show you, let you open up my mind, | |
| dig your nails into the back of my brain and separate the spine, | |
| you' d see that I only want what' s best, | |
| I want to be the voice that makes it' s way right inside their chest |
| I left a letter on the dresser saying " I' ll be home soon", | |
| this repetition has you sitting all alone in our room, | |
| but understand I' m like a bottle at sea, | |
| like a vessel with a message waiting for the world to read | |
| Turnaround, I feel like I could use a change, | |
| I' d finally have a chance to breathe | |
| Everything I' ve ever known | |
| I' ve sacrificed with hopes I' d find a turnaround | |
| A million things to say but somehow only a few words fit, | |
| I want to make a change, instead I' ve ripped this notebook to shit | |
| ' cause I' ve been trying to find the perfect sentence, | |
| that' ll finally make a difference, may their eyes and ears be open | |
| If only I could show you, let you open up my mind, | |
| dig your nails into the back of my brain and separate the spine, | |
| you' d see that I only want what' s best, | |
| I want to be the voice that makes it' s way right inside their chest |