Calum Scott - What i miss most

^C It must have been a ^Fyear since ^Am I was thrown across an ^Gocean far from ^Chome And I was making ^Foceans ^Am Riding in betw^Geen the highs and ^Clows

Wo^Fah^Am, when a^Gwake in the morning ^CI Yo^Fu ^Am is the first on my ^Gmind

^CMaybe what I miss ^Fmost It ^Amwasn't made of ^Gsteel and stones And ^Cmaybe what I miss ^Fmost It ^Amwasn't born of ^Gskin and bone ^CUnder the sun, ^Fup on the waves ^AmUnder three climbs when ^GI'm far away ^CMaybe what I miss ^Fmost ^Am

And ^Gmaybe you'll never know ^{C F Am} And ^Gmaybe you'll never know ^{C F Am}

And ^Gmaybe you'll never know

^C Life beyond the ^Fwindow ^Am I'm jealous of the ^Gway the black bird ^Cflies Free among the ^Fpeople ^Am Those quarter million ^Gstories pass me ^Cby

W^Foa^Amh, I a^Gwake in the moonlight ^CI Y^Fou^Am is the ^Glast on my mind

^CMaybe what I miss ^Fmost It ^Amwasn't made of ^Gsteel and stones And ^Cmaybe what I miss ^Fmost It ^Amwasn't born of ^Gskin and bone ^CUnder the sun, ^Fup on the waves ^AmUnder three climbs when ^GI'm far away ^CMaybe what I miss ^Fmost ^Am

And ^Gmaybe you'll never know ^{C F Am} And ^Gmaybe you'll never know ^{C F Am} And ^Gmaybe you'll never know

^C I remember^F on the table ^Am All those faces,^G where did they go? ^C I imagine^F how it looks like ^Am When I'm not ^Gthere ^C I remember,^F every summer ^Am But now that years are,^G just a number ^C There's no backroots ^F Time is faster with ^Ameverything I've left beh^Gind

And ^Cmaybe what I miss ^Fmost It ^Amwasn't made of ^Gsteel and stones And ^Cmaybe what I miss ^Fmost It ^Amwasn't born of ^Gskin and bone Cause ^Cunder the sun, ^Fup on the waves ^AmUnder three climbs and ^GI'm far away ^CMaybe what I miss ^Fmost ^Am

And ^Gmaybe you'll never know ^{C F Am} And ^Gmaybe you'll never know ^{C F Am} And ^Gmaybe you'll never know ^C