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Maisie Peters

Personal Best

 

Personal Best

(album: It's Your Bed Babe, It's Your Funeral - 2019)


August was two blue bikes we don't use now you drive
Mm-mm
Apple juice, tipping wine
Oh, what's yours is always mine
Mm-mm

And the months flew like swallows to sea
Now you're calling my phone instead of my street
Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
Do you miss having me beside you...

In the front of your car on the way home
Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo'
And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so
Oh, and that was then
Oh, and that was then
You were my favourite escape in the city
And I don't feel right unless you are here with me
All that we are is the greatest of victories
You're my per-er-ersonal best
My personal be-est

September was plastic bags
Cutlery and news we had
Mm-mm
Missing you when I walked
The party's over, can you talk?
Mm-mm

And the months flew like swallows to sea
Now you're calling my phone instead of my street
Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
Do you miss having me beside you...

In the front of your car on the way home
Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo'
And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so
Oh, and that was then
Oh, and that was then
You were my favourite escape in the city
And I don't feel right unless you are here with me
All that we are is the greatest of victories
You're my per-er-ersonal best
My personal be-est

Seven hours, longest drive
I wait for you, station side
Heart is half 'til you say
"I missed you"

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