(+) What I Miss Most
It must have been a year since
I was thrown across
an ocean far from home
And I was making oceans
Riding in between
the highs and lows
Woah, when awake
in the morning I
You is the first on my mind
Maybe what I miss most
It wasn't made of steel and stones
And maybe what I miss most
It wasn't born of skin and bone
Under the sun, up on the waves
Under three climbs
when I'm far away
Maybe what I miss most
And maybe you'll never know
And maybe you'll never know
Life beyond the window
I'm jealous of the way
the black bird flies
Free among the people
Those quarter million stories
pass me by
Woah, I awake in the moonlight I
You is the last on my mind
And maybe what I miss most
It wasn't made of steel and stones
And maybe what I miss most
It wasn't born of skin and bone
Under the sun, up on the waves
Under three climbs and
I'm far away
Maybe what I miss most
And maybe you'll never know
And maybe you'll never know
And maybe you'll never know
I remember on the table
All those faces,
where did they go?
I imagine how it looks like
When I'm not there
I remember, every summer
But now that years are,
just a number
There's no backroots
Time is faster with everything
I've left behind
And maybe what I miss most
It wasn't made of steel and stones
And maybe what I miss most
It wasn't born of skin and bone
Cause under the sun,
up on the waves
Under three climbs and
I'm far away
Maybe what I miss most
And maybe you'll never know
And maybe you'll never know
And maybe you'll never know