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William Michael Morgan

Missing

 

Missing

(альбом: Vinyl - 2016)


I bet my friends are wondering
Where I am or if I'm still alive
They're worried over nothing
They should know I'm perfectly fine
It's just a mood I get in, now and then
When I need to get my head clear
I turn off my phone, get lost, get gone
And flat out disappear

Well, there ain't no telling where I'm bound
A big city or the country, a little beach town
But you won't find me 'cause I can't be found
I'm on a mission, to be missing
I'll be back someday I just don't know when
Till then I'll be a feather floating in the wind
So don't you go missing me
'Cause sometimes missing, is my favorite place to be

I bet the grass is three feet high
And the mailbox is full of bills
A hundred messages I need to check
And when I get the chance I will
But right now I'm busy taking it easy
Can't worry 'bout stuff like that
My only concern is left or right turn
Somewhere on a map

Well, there ain't no telling where I'm bound
A big city or the country, a little beach town
But you won't find me 'cause I can't be found
I'm on a mission, to be missing
I'll be back someday I just don't know when
Till then I'll be a feather floating in the wind
So don't you go missing me
'Cause sometimes missing, is my favorite place to be

I love those locations where nobody knows my name
How long I'll be staying is always subject to change

Well, there ain't no telling where I'm bound
A big city or the country, a little beach town
But you won't find me 'cause I can't be found
I'm on a mission, to be missing
I'll be back someday, I just don't know when
Till then I'll be a feather floating in the wind
So don't you go missing me
'Cause sometimes missing, is my favorite place to be

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