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I've got my blind spots, I'll admit it
It's easier missing you that way
I was the rookie, you were the pro
You showed me the ropes 'till they frayed

Now I'm a quarter-way through
Typing your name
The first one I think of
To call when good news hits my phone
I know you won't go back
Back to the days
But I'm on the brink of
Living our dreams out alone

We said 10, 20, 30 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
10, 20, 30 years down?

I'm at a party, full of strangers
That you'd love, but you'll never meet
One cracks a joke, and I look for the moment
That you would be laughing with me

Now I'm a quarter-way through
Typing your name
The first one I think of
To call when I wanna go home
I know you won't go back
Back to the days
But I'm on the brink of
Living our dreams out alone

We said 10, 20, 30 years down
We'd be drinking champagne in a really big house
We'd have all it 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?

In my lowest of lows, I wake up from a dream
Where you're clicking through channels, catch me on the screen
You pause for a moment, with tears in your eyes
I wake up to a future without you and I

We said 10, 20, 30 years down
We'd be drinking champagne in a really big house
We'd have all it 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
10, 20, 30 years down?