Anemoia

You won't always recognise when you're meant to stay
Maybe the world you want has to slip away

You let it take a backseat, never know who you'll meet
Say something typical, like you're miserable, wait until it's over
And now you're heart's resigning, and you curse the timing
Wait for a miracle, something spiritual, let it be the cure

You won't always recognise when you're meant to stay
Maybe the world you want has to slip away
But secretly you were happier all along

Hmm, hmm, hmm