To:Amy
We were at the table talking
Something 'bout going to Rome
It was never gonna happen
But maybe I could
Do a normal thing like a normal man can
Like sitting on an airplane and not gasping for air
In the aisle, while you were looking the other way
I felt like I was dying and I might of if you were any further away
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room, oh-oh
I might write to Amy, maybe on my way to the airport
It's early December and I'm on my way
In the taxi backseat, I caught my own eye in the mirror
I look kind of like you, I didn't try to
But you can't help your hair's getting thinner
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
In the backseat (the backseat), you're not there
In the backseat (the backseat), you're not there
In the backseat (the backseat), you're not there
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room (hey)
Something 'bout going to Rome
It was never gonna happen
But maybe I could
Do a normal thing like a normal man can
Like sitting on an airplane and not gasping for air
In the aisle, while you were looking the other way
I felt like I was dying and I might of if you were any further away
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room, oh-oh
I might write to Amy, maybe on my way to the airport
It's early December and I'm on my way
In the taxi backseat, I caught my own eye in the mirror
I look kind of like you, I didn't try to
But you can't help your hair's getting thinner
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
In the backseat (the backseat), you're not there
In the backseat (the backseat), you're not there
In the backseat (the backseat), you're not there
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
In the taxi (the backseat), you're not there
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room
I don't wanna leave the city
I always struggle sleeping in a hotel room (hey)
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Writer(s): Minnie Robberds, Natalie Hutton, Angus Murray, Joel Becker
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