greg whitfield: Music

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I miss my front porch, I miss my back yard
I miss my oak tree, I miss my old heart
I miss the soft light spilling down the hall
But most of all
I miss you loving me

I miss the fireplace on a winter's night
I miss the feeling that all the world is right
I miss the future and all that it might be
But most of all
I miss you loving me

It's alot that you have asked of me
To say goodbye to everything
They say the heart knows what it needs
I know that's true of mine

I miss the promise of growing old with you
I miss the thousand things that we will never do
I miss the happy man that I used to be
But most of all
I miss you loving me

It's alot that you have asked of me
To say goodbye to everything
They say the heart knows what it needs
I know that's true of mine

I miss the pictures hanging on the wall
I miss the kitchen, hell I miss it all
I am letting go, but it is killing me
'Cause most of all I miss you loving me
This letting go is slowly killing me
"Cause most of all
I miss you loving me