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A THOUSAND THINGS I MISS
On this cold December eve
It’s just me and the moon
Thinking ‘bout that fateful night
You came to hear me croon
A shooting star lit up the sky
But I saw brighter in your eyes
Love at first sight, no need to try
Girl, I fell… and I can't lie
Tonight, I strum this old guitar
While my heart bleeds into the strings
Snowflakes dance like whispered ghosts
Echoes of our wedding rings
We had a love most never know
From first hello to the very end
But now I’m left with just this ache…
And a thousand things I miss
This park bench, cold and bare
Once held the fire of our first kiss
The way you smiled, the way you laughed
Oh God, it’s all I reminisce
The moon still shines where secrets lay
Between the chords and words I play
Romance was effortless with you
But silence speaks too loud today
Tonight, I strum this old guitar
I’d trade the world for one more kiss
A broken heart sings soft and low
Of a thousand things I miss
Like your hand in mine at midnight walks
Your sleepy voice, our late-night talks
Your perfume on that winter coat
The way you cried at every note
I feel you in the wind that blows
But you’re not here—and heaven knows…
So I strum this old guitar again
In the key of could’ve been
Snow falls like it’s grieving too
For what we were, and what won’t mend
Forever love, how’d you disappear?
I still reach out, but you’re not near
Just a song, a breath, a haunting kiss...
And a thousand things I miss
A thousand things… I miss
Oh, a thousand things… like this
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Lyric Man
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