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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?