Let me talk about the things I miss for a minute Lend an ear and won't you come and sit for a while? I miss us riding home at 4 A.M., do you remember? Birds applaud as we turn into your street
And although the photo albums don't quite paint it right There's a video that plays inside my mind
And of all the things I miss, I miss the view I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon And of all the things I miss the taste of you The taste of you on me and me on you
I often wonder if my finest days are behind me We were living in a golden haze so free I miss us dancing in the midnight rain, do you remember? Upstaging springtime in your daisy chains right in front of me
And although these photo albums don't quite paint it right There's a video that plays inside my mind
And of all the things I miss, I miss the view I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon And of all the things I miss the taste of you The taste of you on me and me on you
I'm forever inspired like time was a canvas we painted Looking back I see colors and those colors ain't fading Still, we're growing, we're changing Still, sometimes I need saving But looking back I see colors
And of all the things I miss, I miss the view I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon And of all the things I miss the taste of you The taste of you on me and me on you And of all the things we've learned from each other I discovered how to love with you Beneath the streetlights and the moon And of all the pain we caused one another I discovered how to love with you Beneath the streetlights and the moon
Looking back I see colorsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.