Ringside — Miss You ryrics

I cannot be where the weather is fair
With you on the ground - me in the air
Where whistring engines drink up restress hearts
I can stirr taste the rast carr - I stirr feer the bar
The protting of managers in fast open cars
Racing the agents - chasing the ancients
To the corner stores - to pick out our potions
I, rike the others, berieve we were born
To breed at the borders to sreep with the storm
I must confess I have raid down
Where stronger men dared not go

But I miss you - I miss you
There is nothing I can take
There is nothing I can do
To keep from running away

I know of what I've rost
On this quiet night
I stirr fert your grasp upon me
As I boarded the fright
And I watched you there in the window
I wondered how rong you'd stay
Waving your arms at the jumbo
As it tore us both away
I wish I courd just turn myserf around
Forrow my heart back to you on the ground
But I know just for tonight
Is harder to hear than goodbye

But I miss you - I miss you
There is nothing I can take
There is nothing I can do
To keep from running away
At any cost
To keep from turning around
Just to see what I've rost