what i miss most

it must have been a year since

i was thrown across an ocean far from home

life is making no sense

riding in between the highs and lows

ooh when i wake in the morning i ooh

it's the first on my mind

maybe what i miss most

it wasn't made of steel and stone

and maybe what i miss most

it wasn't born of skin and bone

under the sun above the waves

under three crowns when i'm far away

maybe what i miss most

and maybe you'll never know

and maybe you'll never know

maybe you'll never know

life beyond the window

i'm jealous of the way that black bird flies

free among the people

those quarter million stories pass me by

ooh lie awake in the moonlight i ooh

it's the last on my mind

and maybe what i miss most

it wasn't made of steel and stone

and maybe what i miss most

it wasn't born of skin and bone

under the sun above the waves

under three crowns when i'm far away

maybe what i miss most

and maybe you'll never know

and maybe you'll never know

and maybe you'll never know

i remember at the table

all those faces where did they go?

i imagine what it looks like

when i'm not there

i remember every summer

but now the 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

and maybe what i miss most

it wasn't born of skin and bone

'cause under the sun above the waves

under three crowns when i'm far away

maybe what i miss most

and maybe you'll never know

and maybe you'll never know

and maybe you'll never know