I miss you…
but not the you
that you are now
I miss the you that I used to know
Not the you that’s
Changed somehow
I miss the one,
with the smile
bright as the sun
I miss the you
that could make me feel
As if I were the only one
I miss your leg tight against mine
in the front seat
of my ol' Chevy
I miss the you that I could take to
lonely country roads
down by the levee
The one that I couldn’t
Get out of my car, tho’ I didn’t
Really try too hard anyhow
I miss you…really, really
Miss you…just not the you
That you are now
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