My heart beats a little bit slower
These nights are a little bit colder
Now that you're gone

My skies seem a little bit darker
Sweet dreams come a little bit harder
I hate when you're gone

Everyday, time is passing
Growing tired of all these traffic
Take me away to where you are

I wanna be holding your hand in the sand by the tyre swing
Where we used to be, baby you and me
I'd travel a thousand miles, just so I could see you smile
Feel so far away

Home Is In Your Eyes - Greyson Chance