
Miss You Til Illy
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[Chorus]
I end up dialling your digits (Digits)
Miss a beat at the sound of the ringtone (The ringtone)
I try to brush off the distance (The distance)
With a wave and a smile from the window (The window)
And I could wish things different (Different)
But still I go (I go)
So I'll miss you till I'm with you (I'll miss you till)
Till I'm on my way home (I'll miss you till) (Yo)
[Verse 1]
And it's like
Fear of missing out blew the rear-view mirror down
Keep the visits short, keepin' the key in the ignition
Motor clickin' over, vroom, vroom, peace, I'm out
With the volume up, with the windows down
Memories the bricks to build relationships with
Solid foundations now seem shaky ground
Since I made thе climb from bedroom to headliners
Lеss time with the boys, more with the crowd
And that's how it is now, that's fine with me
I just hate seeing mate's kids grow up through an iPhone screen
Bittersweet to sacrifice those scenes
In the name of the larger picture, but I don't dream
These days I live it, repaid the difference
Bye fakes and now the stage my place of business
So I try to savour it for each day I'm missin'
From my home to the globe, never mind the distance, I
I end up dialling your digits (Digits)
Miss a beat at the sound of the ringtone (The ringtone)
I try to brush off the distance (The distance)
With a wave and a smile from the window (The window)
And I could wish things different (Different)
But still I go (I go)
So I'll miss you till I'm with you (I'll miss you till)
Till I'm on my way home (I'll miss you till) (Yo)
[Verse 1]
And it's like
Fear of missing out blew the rear-view mirror down
Keep the visits short, keepin' the key in the ignition
Motor clickin' over, vroom, vroom, peace, I'm out
With the volume up, with the windows down
Memories the bricks to build relationships with
Solid foundations now seem shaky ground
Since I made thе climb from bedroom to headliners
Lеss time with the boys, more with the crowd
And that's how it is now, that's fine with me
I just hate seeing mate's kids grow up through an iPhone screen
Bittersweet to sacrifice those scenes
In the name of the larger picture, but I don't dream
These days I live it, repaid the difference
Bye fakes and now the stage my place of business
So I try to savour it for each day I'm missin'
From my home to the globe, never mind the distance, I
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