[Verse 1]
I've got my blindspots, I'll admit it
It's easier missin' you that way
I was the rookie, you're the pro
You showed me the ropes 'till they freyed
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I'm a quarter way through
Typin' your name, the first one I think of
To call when good news hits my phone
I know you don't go back, back to the days
But I'm on the brink of livin' our dreams out alone
[Chorus]
We said ten, twenty, thirty years down
We'd be drinking champagne in a really big house
We'd have it all figured out, but now
I'm on the stage we used to talk about
And I look to my left, and I look to my right
The top of the hill doesn't feel very nice
Will I still be trying to make you proud
Ten, twenty, thirty years down?
[Verse 2]
I'm at a party filled with strangers
That you'd love, but you'll never meet
One cracks a joke and I look for the moment
Where you would be laughing with me
I've got my blindspots, I'll admit it
It's easier missin' you that way
I was the rookie, you're the pro
You showed me the ropes 'till they freyed
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I'm a quarter way through
Typin' your name, the first one I think of
To call when good news hits my phone
I know you don't go back, back to the days
But I'm on the brink of livin' our dreams out alone
[Chorus]
We said ten, twenty, thirty years down
We'd be drinking champagne in a really big house
We'd have it all figured out, but now
I'm on the stage we used to talk about
And I look to my left, and I look to my right
The top of the hill doesn't feel very nice
Will I still be trying to make you proud
Ten, twenty, thirty years down?
[Verse 2]
I'm at a party filled with strangers
That you'd love, but you'll never meet
One cracks a joke and I look for the moment
Where you would be laughing with me
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