All Wrapped Up
You're trying to reach me
You're bringing me back from the dead
Do we speak the same language?
Have I misinterpreted what you said?
I start to worry when I'm getting too happy
They say I'm crazy, but it doesn't distract me
And if I never get to say it again
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone
When I'm all wrapped up and I'm looking back on my days
In a hotel room with a view into outer space
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
In the middle of my heart, there's always a place where you land
I see in the future, I see it in the palm of your hand
I get so heavy with the world on my shoulder
I can't help thinking what will be when we're older
And if I never get to say it again
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone
When I'm all wrapped up and I'm looking back on my days
In a hotel room with a view into outer space
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
When I'm winding down and I'm staring into the fire
Getting hot in here and the smoke is burning my eyes
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (gone, gone, gone)
I'm gonna miss you when the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
And I'm feeling alive
I've got my eyes open wide
And I'm ready to fly, I'm ready to fly
You gotta go where you gotta go
You see the light, then you know you're ready to fly
You're ready to fly
'Cause you're my A-B-C
You're my ecstasy
You're my higher power
You're my finest hour
And you're my universe
And you're my magic words
And I'm ready to fly
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone
When I'm all wrapped up and I'm looking back on my days
In a hotel room with a view into outer space
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (gone, gone, gone)
I'm gonna miss you when the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
When the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
You're bringing me back from the dead
Do we speak the same language?
Have I misinterpreted what you said?
I start to worry when I'm getting too happy
They say I'm crazy, but it doesn't distract me
And if I never get to say it again
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone
When I'm all wrapped up and I'm looking back on my days
In a hotel room with a view into outer space
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
In the middle of my heart, there's always a place where you land
I see in the future, I see it in the palm of your hand
I get so heavy with the world on my shoulder
I can't help thinking what will be when we're older
And if I never get to say it again
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone
When I'm all wrapped up and I'm looking back on my days
In a hotel room with a view into outer space
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
When I'm winding down and I'm staring into the fire
Getting hot in here and the smoke is burning my eyes
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (gone, gone, gone)
I'm gonna miss you when the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
And I'm feeling alive
I've got my eyes open wide
And I'm ready to fly, I'm ready to fly
You gotta go where you gotta go
You see the light, then you know you're ready to fly
You're ready to fly
'Cause you're my A-B-C
You're my ecstasy
You're my higher power
You're my finest hour
And you're my universe
And you're my magic words
And I'm ready to fly
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone
When I'm all wrapped up and I'm looking back on my days
In a hotel room with a view into outer space
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (I'm gonna miss you when I've gone)
I'm gonna miss you when I've gone (gone, gone, gone)
I'm gonna miss you when the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
When the phone don't ring
And the birds don't sing
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Owen, Gary Barlow, Howard Donald, Benjamin Weaver, Jamie Norton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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