I'm starrin' at this empty chair,
Listenin' for the laughter that
Went clear up to the ceiling
It's so long since you were sitting
There and now the rust is rustin'
And the paint is peelin' I miss you
I read your letters and I almost break
They're warm like flannel, I can still
Smell your after shave
I don't spend all my time missin'
You like this, but when it hits, it hits
You felt like home, and I feel you
Straight to the bone I miss you...
This sure can be a lonely place
I wanna look up and see you
There standin' in the doorway
And i'd give anything to kiss your face
And help ya blow out the candles
On your next birthday... You felt like home
I feel you now, straight to the bone. I miss you
I wanna hear you in the kitchen, makin' noise,
Singin' out a tune at the top of your voice
I wear these memories, it's a blessing
And a curse 'cause when it hurts, it hurts
You felt like home and I feel you now,
Straight to the bone... I miss you... I miss you...
compositores: HILLARY LINDSEY, PHIL BARNHART, KEVIN PAIGE
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