Most recent song I’ve done. Really rough, I know, but oh well.
LYRICS:
every time I come home
you’re a little older
your heart is a little colder
guess you got a lot on your shoulders
and I miss the old you
every time I come home
you’re a little tired
and that face I’ve grown to admire
is long and gone and expired
I miss the old you
there’s always something
to bring somebody back
even still, what will?
if I can, I will
every time I come home
she’s a little stranger
and I don’t see any real danger
even if I could, I’d never change her
I just miss her
I just miss her
