What I Miss Most Calum Scott 

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

Ooh, when I wake in the morning
Ooh, it's the first on my mind

Maybe what I miss most
It wasn't made of steel and stones
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
Maybe you'll never know

Maybe you'll never know
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

Ooh, lie awake in the moonlight
Ooh, it's the last on my mind

And maybe what I miss most
It wasn't made of steel and stone
Maybe what I miss most
It wasn't born of skin and bone
Under the sun, above the waves
Under three climbs and I'm far away
Maybe what I miss most
Maybe you'll never know

Maybe you'll never know
Maybe you'll never know

I remember, at 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 backwards
Time is faster with everything I've left behind, oh

But maybe what I miss most
It wasn't made of steel and stone
Maybe what I miss most
It wasn't born of skin and bone
'Cause under the sun, above the waves
Under three climbs and I'm far away
Maybe what I miss most
Maybe you'll never know

Maybe you'll never know
Maybe you'll never know