Lyrics

[Verse 1] It seems that it tends to be my habitual tendency To miss the things I cannot touch I try to be more in the moment But I breathe with my heart open It's a pattern that I can't unpick So I miss the snowy peaks, when the sands beneath my feet And dream of packing bags and getting gone But in my bed, there lies a man who means far more than stages can Breaks me every time I have to go [Chorus] But I guess that's the curse of a love that don't wither No matter where I roam 'Cause the sweetest days tend to taste a little bitter If your feet aren't on my ground I'll always wanna call you first And I guess that's the curse [Verse 2] Olivia's in Italy on some southern rocky beach And Caleb's working hard on the coast I've met some new people here, they're lovely, but it's crystal-clear Nothing beats the hearts that feel like home [Chorus] But I guess that's the curse of a love that don't wither No matter where I roam 'Cause the sweetest days tend to taste a little bitter If your feet aren't on my ground And I'll always wanna call you first And I guess that's the curse [Bridge] It's missed calls, post shop lines, and cards sent two days late Secondhand descriptions of the very best birthday I know that it's just how it is, and growing up ain't new But that don't stop me missing you [Chorus] But I guess that's the curse of a love that don't wither No matter where I roam 'Cause the sweetest days tend to taste a little bitter If your feet aren't on my ground And I'll always wanna call you first Yes, I'll always wanna call you first And I guess that's the curse