| Smell of your hair
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| Shape of your eyes and your nose
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| The way you stare as if you see right through to my soul
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| To your left hip and the way it’s not quite big as your right
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| The way you stand in the mirror before we go out at night
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| Not quiet type, your beautiful mind
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| They’re all part of the list
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| things that I miss
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| things like your funny little laugh or the way you smile or the way we kiss
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| what I notice is this
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| I come up with
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| Something new every single time that I sit and reminisce
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| The way your sweet smell lingers when you leave the room
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| Stories you tell as we lay in bed all afternoon
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| I dream you now, every night, in my mind is where we meet
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| And when I’m awake staring at pictures of you asleep
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| Touching your face
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| Invading your space
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| They’re part of the list
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| Things that miss things that I miss
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| things like your funny little laugh or the way you smile or the way we kiss
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| what I notice is this
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| I come up with
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| Something new every single time that I sit and reminisce
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| Ohh
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| Will you live in my memories forevermore I swear
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| and you live in my memories forevermore I swear
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| They are part of the list
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| Things that miss things that I miss
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| things like your funny little laugh or the way you smile or the way we kiss
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| what I notice is this
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| I come up with
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| Something new every single time that I sit and reminisce
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| Whoaaa said whoaaa I whoaaa whoaaaa whoaaaaa
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| Whoaaa said whoaaa I whoaaa whoaaaa whoaaaaa |