Maisie Peters - Personal Best lyrics
[Maisie Peters - Personal Best lyrics]
August was two blue bikes
We don't use now you drive mm-mm
Apple juice to pink wine
Oh, what's yours is always mine mm-mm
And the months flew like swallows to sea
Now you're calling my phone
Instead of my street
Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
Do you miss having me beside you?
In the front of your car on the way home
Speeding past Brighton
With our arms out to 'Halo'
And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so
Oh, and that was then oh, and that was then
You're my favourite escape in the city
And I don't feel right unless
You are here with me
All that we are is the greatest of victories
You're my per-er-ersonal best
My personal be-est
September was plastic bags
Cutlery and years we had mm-mm
Missing you when I walk
The party's over, can you talk? Mm-mm
And the months flew like swallows to sea
Now you're calling my phone
Instead of my street
Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
Do you miss having me beside you?
In the front of your car on the way home
Speeding past Brighton
With our arms out to 'Halo'
And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so
Oh, and that was then oh, and that was then
You're my favourite escape in the city
And I don't feel right unless
You are here with me
All that we are is the greatest of victories
You're my per-er-ersonal best
My personal be-est
Seven hours, longest drive
I wait for you station side
Heart is half 'til you say "I missed you"
We don't use now you drive mm-mm
Apple juice to pink wine
Oh, what's yours is always mine mm-mm
And the months flew like swallows to sea
Now you're calling my phone
Instead of my street
Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
Do you miss having me beside you?
In the front of your car on the way home
Speeding past Brighton
With our arms out to 'Halo'
And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so
Oh, and that was then oh, and that was then
You're my favourite escape in the city
And I don't feel right unless
You are here with me
All that we are is the greatest of victories
You're my per-er-ersonal best
My personal be-est
September was plastic bags
Cutlery and years we had mm-mm
Missing you when I walk
The party's over, can you talk? Mm-mm
And the months flew like swallows to sea
Now you're calling my phone
Instead of my street
Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
Do you miss having me beside you?
In the front of your car on the way home
Speeding past Brighton
With our arms out to 'Halo'
And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so
Oh, and that was then oh, and that was then
You're my favourite escape in the city
And I don't feel right unless
You are here with me
All that we are is the greatest of victories
You're my per-er-ersonal best
My personal be-est
Seven hours, longest drive
I wait for you station side
Heart is half 'til you say "I missed you"