I miss you more I miss you, I miss you I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more I miss you more, I miss you more What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it? What’s gonna be left of the world, oh? Every minute and every hour Every stumble and

If New Orleans is beat, if New Orleans is beat Where does that leave you and me? Don't think about it Your smile is fading a bit, so I ration it Here where the Mississippi quits Where it's still got a bit of Minnesota in it No one will give you a thing

And baby it said too much It didn't say enough 'Cause I'm waking up alone Missing that midnight kiss I can't promise you forever All I know is I still want you to come over And I'm stone cold sober I let the whiskey talk I got the feeling now

Keep it to yourself And it's late If you think that you still love me Put it on a shelf If you're looking for someone Make it someone else When you're drunk And you're missing me like hell Yeah keep it to yourself

If you see him, tell him I wish him well Well, sometimes it's hard to tell I still miss him more than ever But please don't say a word If you see her, tell her I'm doing fine And if you want to

And baby it said too much It didn't say enough 'Cause I'm waking up alone Missing that midnight kiss I can't promise you forever All I know is I still want you to come over And I'm stone cold sober I let the whiskey talk I got the feeling now

But I still miss you. Everything seems like a city of dreams, I never know why, There she's standing in a field of lights, I close my eyes, And I still miss you. And I still miss you, But I still miss you,

I ain't missing you Since you've been gone, away Down this long distance line tonight Everytime I think of you I always catch my breath And I'm still standing here and your miles away And I'm wondering why you left And there's a storm that's raging

And baby it said too much It didn't say enough 'Cause I'm waking up alone Missing that midnight kiss I can't promise you forever All I know is I still want you to come over And I'm stone cold sober I let the whiskey talk I got the feeling now

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers Every minute and every hour Every stumble and each misfire What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it? What's gonna be left of the world, oh Put