Im still singing at the top of my lungs
Still making up songs and how they aught to be sung
Still trying to live in the past
trying desperately to make times last
Im still cooking for a varied taste
Still disappointed when it pretty much goes to waste
Still living each day by the beach
tho AZ deserts where I seek
Wishing you were here with me
I'm Still blaming myself for the things that I cant change
Still trying to ignore the feeling of feeling just shortchanged
Wishing you were here with me
I'm Still wishing I could meet your ghost
Still wanting to Let our hair down with a Marinellis toast
Still trying to listen more than I talk
Still trying to make it out on our walks
Im Still wanting to travel the world
Still to afraid to give it a whirl
Wishing you were here with me
I'll be the one refusing goodbye
Rather, accepting the lie, your still with me
Wish you were here with me
I'm still drinking way too much
Still laughing at jokes and such
It's all pretty much the same
Only thing that's changed is the name
Im still looking in wonder at the stars
Still mostly a passenger riding in cars
Still wishing you were here with me
When it felt safe everytime you were near
I'll be the one refusing goodbye, accepting of the lie, your with me
Wish you were with me
Wishing you were here with me
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