I wish you'd walk in again Imagine if you just did I'd fill you in on the things you missed Oh sleepless nights, a grown up man dressed in white Who I thought might just save your life But he couldn't, so you died I don't like it, now you're dead It's

Club Tropicana, drinks are free Fun and sunshine, there's enough for everyone All that's missing is the sea But don't worry, you can suntan! Pack your bags And leave tonight Don't take your time Gotta move your feet, don't you miss the flight!

I let you get away Do you, do you still? But I miss you and that denim jacket Do you still wear that denim jacket? 'Cause the color of that blue sky Do you still wear the denim jacket? Looking at me like we've never met I know you're just too different

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met Losing him was blue like I'd never known But loving him was red Missing him was dark gray all alone Burning red Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street Faster than the

Treat me sweet and gentle when you say goodnight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me I get sentimental when you hold me tight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me Missing you since you went away Singing the blues away each day Counting the

I'm tryna do it all tonight, I got plans I got a certain lust for life, and as it stands Everything is going as right as it can They tryna shoot down my flight, before it lands Before it lands, but you could miss me with all that Diss me, then crawl back

To not have you around You know I'd miss you, baby I know that I gave you my heart But you stomped it to the ground If I spent a week without you And that's what got me wondering what it's like Bet you'd wonder what I'd do I think that I'd start going

I know you've been gone, gone, gone But are you missing me? I know you're missing me And hey, hey, hey It's been so long so you've gone away One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone (But are you missing me?) Looking down on my phone, see another

Maybe that's why country music has the blues If it makes you feel better Blame me if you want to But I think country music has the blues Well I sure miss ole Waylon And paychecks paid his dues Chet Adkins on that red guitar And Carl Perkins Blue Suede

I'm coming home to Arizona We will meet again And today, I leave you But I'll be back someday And as I fly away My hope is that we'll meet again I'm off to my home away from home I will miss you