
the curse - jenny mitchell 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
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