Sometimes a song can touch a nerve that takes me back to you
When I pick up my old guitar and I play your favorite tune
Every now and then, some little thing, I've buried comes bubblin' up
And once in a while, you feel close enough to touch
I miss you a little since you've been gone
A few little memories keep hangin' on
I miss you a little, I guess you could say
A little too much, a little too often, a little more every day
When I go by our old house, I pretend that you're still there
Waitin' for me on the porch but there's just an empty chair
Wish I could see you just one more time before I drive away
So I could stop and go inside, and say
I miss you a little since you've been goneA few little memories keep hanging on
I miss you a little, I guess you could say
A little too much, a little too often, a little more every day
A little too much, a little too often, a little more every day

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