Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
Shuts my eyes and count to ten
It goes in one ear out the other oh, one ear out the other oh
Burning bright right till the end
Now you’ll be missing from the photographs, missing from the photographs
Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
In my thoughts you’re far away
and you are whistling a melody, whistling a melody
Crystallizing clear as day
Oh I can picture you so easily, picture you so easily
What’s gonna be left of the world, if you’re not in it?
What’s gonna be left of the world? Oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
Caught off guard by your favorite song
Oh I’ll be dancing at a funeral, dancing at a funeral
Sleeping in the clothes you love
It’s such a shame we have to see them burn, shame we have to see them burn
What’s gonna be left of the world, if you’re not in it?
What’s gonna be left of the world? Oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
(If you wanna be a party animal, you have to learn to live in the jungle)
Oh (Now stop worrying and go and get dressed!) Ba da ba bap ba
You might have to excuse me
I’ve lost control of all my senses
And you might have to excuse me
I’ve lost control of all my words
So get drunk, call me a fool, put me in my place, put me in my place
Pick me up, up off the floor, put me in my place, put me in my place
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching through my fingers
Watching through my fingers
Cause every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more