I could never fall asleep at night
And I always wondered why
I finally see a pattern
Looking at the starry sky
They gave me my first clue
That every night at 11:11
My thoughts were consumed of you
With every candle, star or Santa's fury friend
I wished that I could have your love that never seems to end
To conclude my little poem with my theory that is true
I stay up oh so late at night
Because my 11:11 wish?
It's always been you
