More Of You

Coffee gone cold on the table

Phone face down by your plate

You laugh at my same old stories

But I still feel a step too late

You kiss my cheek

Say "see you later"

I watch you fade into the blue

Why does every little goodbye

Make me wanna run after you?

I need more of you

More of your Monday eyes

Your tired but trying smile

When the day runs you through

I need more of you

More of the small soft things

Every breath

Every blink

Yeah

I need more of you

Lights off

You're out on the sofa

Curtain cracked

Letting in grey

You dream through the sound of traffic

I count all the words we don't say

Your hand finds mine in the quiet

Like it already somehow knew

And in that half-asleep silence

All I can think is the truth

I need more of you

More of your Sunday hair

The way you don't even care

How you look in the room

I need more of you

More of the half-spoken

Heart-open

Soft-spoken

Yeah

I need more of you

Not bigger moments

Just longer ones

Not higher highs

Just the same old sun

On your face a little longer

On my chest a little longer (stay)

I need more of you

More of your everyday

The stuck-in-traffic delay

Where I still get to choose

To need more of you

More of the plain

The true

Every day

Every day

I just need more of you