| Song | Corner of an Endless Road |
| Artist | Lior |
| Album | Corner of an Endless Road |
| Well, I’m living in a shoebox on the corner of an endless road | |
| and this city is as lonely as traffic. | |
| I’m trying to get a hold. | |
| ‘Cuz all my life I’ve been floating like a kite, | |
| twisting and turning in the wind, | |
| and I just might be ready to come down. | |
| So, I will fight to make you my ground. | |
| Waking up to an inch of sunlight and another dream thats over. | |
| Yeah, I do what I want but it never fills the hole of being sober. | |
| ‘Cuz all my life I’ve been floating like a kite, | |
| twisting and turning in the wind, | |
| and I just might be ready to come down. | |
| So, I will fight to make you my ground. | |
| High. | |
| And the leaves fly right past my window, | |
| introduce the rain. | |
| And there’s nothing more here for me | |
| in the cold embrace of the parade. | |
| ‘Cuz all my life I’ve been floating like a kite, | |
| twisting and turning in the wind, | |
| and I just might be ready to come down. | |
| So, I will fight to make you my ground. | |
| Yeah, I will fight to make you my ground. |
| Well, I' m living in a shoebox on the corner of an endless road | |
| and this city is as lonely as traffic. | |
| I' m trying to get a hold. | |
| ' Cuz all my life I' ve been floating like a kite, | |
| twisting and turning in the wind, | |
| and I just might be ready to come down. | |
| So, I will fight to make you my ground. | |
| Waking up to an inch of sunlight and another dream thats over. | |
| Yeah, I do what I want but it never fills the hole of being sober. | |
| ' Cuz all my life I' ve been floating like a kite, | |
| twisting and turning in the wind, | |
| and I just might be ready to come down. | |
| So, I will fight to make you my ground. | |
| High. | |
| And the leaves fly right past my window, | |
| introduce the rain. | |
| And there' s nothing more here for me | |
| in the cold embrace of the parade. | |
| ' Cuz all my life I' ve been floating like a kite, | |
| twisting and turning in the wind, | |
| and I just might be ready to come down. | |
| So, I will fight to make you my ground. | |
| Yeah, I will fight to make you my ground. |