| You’re trying to reach me |
| You’re bringing me back from the dead |
| Do we speak the same language? |
| Have I misinterpreted what you said? |
| I start to worry when I’m getting too happy |
| They say I’m crazy, but it doesn’t distract me |
| And if I never get to say it again |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| When I’m all wrapped up and I’m looking back on my days |
| In a hotel room with a view into outer space |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when the phone don’t ring |
| And the birds don’t sing |
| In the middle of my heart |
| There’s always a place where you land |
| I see in the future |
| I see it in the palm of your hand |
| I get so heavy with the world on my shoulder |
| I can’t help thinking what will be when we’re older |
| And if I never get to say it again |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| When I’m all wrapped up and I’m looking back on my days |
| In a hotel room with a view into outer space |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when the phone don’t ring |
| And the birds don’t sing |
| When I’m winding down and I’m staring into the fire |
| Getting hot in here and the smoke is burning my eyes |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| Gone, gone, gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when the phone don’t ring |
| And the birds don’t sing |
| And I’m feeling alive |
| I’ve got my eyes open wide |
| And I’m ready to fly |
| I’m ready to fly |
| You’ve gotta go where you’ve gotta go |
| You see the light, then you know |
| You’re ready to fly |
| You’re ready to fly |
| 'Cause you’re my ABC |
| You’re my ecstasy |
| You’re my higher power |
| You’re my finest hour |
| You’re my universe |
| And you’re my magic words |
| And I’m ready to fly |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| When I’m all wrapped up and I’m looking back on my days |
| In a hotel room with a view into outer space |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when I’ve gone |
| Gone, gone, gone |
| I’m gonna miss you when the phone don’t ring |
| And the birds don’t sing |
| When the phone don’t ring |
| And the birds don’t sing |