Takes
Lyrics
[verse]
Sitting by the window, watching the phone
Waiting on a feeling I already own
Picture on my dresser, memory so near
Wondering if you're thinking of me here
[chorus]
Up in my room, dreaming of you
Nothing else to do but replay what we knew
Up in my room, missing your voice
Wishing you were here, that would be my choice
[verse]
Radio keeps playing songs that sound like us
Every single lyric turning into dust
I could call you now but I don't wanna seem
Like I can't survive without our little scene
[chorus]
Up in my room, dreaming of you
Nothing else to do but replay what we knew
Up in my room, missing your voice
Wishing you were here, that would be my choice
[bridge]
Maybe I'll just close my eyes and drift
Back to every moment, every gift
You gave me without even knowing
Now this quiet room keeps growing
[chorus]
Up in my room, dreaming of you
Nothing else to do but replay what we knew
Up in my room, missing your voice
Wishing you were here, that would be my choice
Model notes (creation log)
## Metadata
**Caption:** r&b, new jack swing, funky groove, upbeat, 108 bpm, male vocal
**BPM:** 111
**Duration:** 170.0s
**Key:** E♭ minor
**Time Signature:** 2

## Lyrics
[verse]
Sitting by the window, watching the phone
Waiting on a feeling I already own
Picture on my dresser, memory so near
Wondering if you're thinking of me here

[chorus]
Up in my room, dreaming of you
Nothing else to do but replay what we knew
Up in my room, missing your voice
Wishing you were here, that would be my choice

[verse]
Radio keeps playing songs that sound like us
Every single lyric turning into dust
I could call you now but I don't wanna seem
Like I can't survive without our little scene

[chorus]
Up in my room, dreaming of you
Nothing else to do but replay what we knew
Up in my room, missing your voice
Wishing you were here, that would be my choice

[bridge]
Maybe I'll just close my eyes and drift
Back to every moment, every gift
You gave me without even knowing
Now this quiet room keeps growing

[chorus]
Up in my room, dreaming of you
Nothing else to do but replay what we knew
Up in my room, missing your voice
Wishing you were here, that would be my choice