More Of You

[Verse 1]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
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?
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Pre-Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Bridge]
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)
[Chorus]
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

Warm midtempo pop ballad with male vocals; intimate fingerpicked acoustic guitar and soft piano pads in the verses, pulsing kick and lush synth beds rising in the chorus; subtle backing harmonies on the hook, gentle bass glue in the low end, and a late-song dynamic swell that drops back to a close-mic vocal for the final line