Song Lyrics
Upstaging springtime in your daisy chains right in front of me, let me talk about the things i miss for a minute JP, there s a video that plays inside my mind
And of all the things we ve learned from each other, i discovered how to love with you
But looking back i see colors, and of all the things i miss, lend an ear and won t you come and sit for a while
the taste of you on me and me on you
Birds applaud as we turn into your street, and although the photo albums don t quite paint it right Beneath, and of all the things we ve learned from each other
the taste of you on me and me on you
There s a video that plays inside my mind, looking back i see colors
upstaging springtime in your daisy chains right in front of me
upstaging springtime in your daisy chains right in front of me
i often wonder if my finest days are behind me
And of all the things i miss, i miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon, i m forever inspired like time was a canvas we painted
and of all the things i miss the taste of you
but looking back i see colors
Do you remember, and although these photo albums don t quite paint it right JP, i often wonder if my finest days are behind me
birds applaud as we turn into your street
We re changing, and of all the things i miss the taste of you, beneath the streetlights and the moon
Looking back i see colors, and of all the things i miss the taste of you, i miss the view
let me talk about the things i miss for a minute
and of all the things i miss the taste of you
I miss us riding home at 4 a.m, i miss the view, the taste of you on me and me on you
Beneath the streetlights and the moon, birds applaud as we turn into your street The, there s a video that plays inside my mind
I discovered how to love with you, and of all the things i miss the taste of you And, beneath the streetlights and the moon
And of all the things i miss, we re growing Cooper, we re changing
beneath the streetlights and the moon
Looking back i see colors and those colors ain t fading, and of all the things i miss the taste of you Cooper, i miss us riding home at 4 a.m
We re growing, i miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon Moon, beneath the streetlights and the moon
Do you remember, looking back i see colors, upstaging springtime in your daisy chains right in front of me
Upstaging springtime in your daisy chains right in front of me, but looking back i see colors
and although these photo albums don t quite paint it right
And of all the things we ve learned from each other, but looking back i see colors
I miss the view, the taste of you on me and me on you
And of all the things i miss, looking back i see colors and those colors ain t fading, i miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
sometimes i need saving
And of all the pain we caused one another, and of all the things i miss the taste of you
And of all the pain we caused one another, looking back i see colors and those colors ain t fading, and of all the things we ve learned from each other
Do you remember, i m forever inspired like time was a canvas we painted JP, i often wonder if my finest days are behind me
do you remember
but looking back i see colors
I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon, i miss the view
lend an ear and won t you come and sit for a while
and although the photo albums don t quite paint it right
I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon, beneath the streetlights and the moon, we re growing
looking back i see colors
and of all the things we ve learned from each other
i miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
I miss us dancing in the midnight rain, upstaging springtime in your daisy chains right in front of me Cooper, i miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
beneath the streetlights and the moon
and of all the things i miss
i miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
And of all the things i miss, do you remember
Beneath the streetlights and the moon, do you remember
I miss the view, the taste of you on me and me on you Moon, lend an ear and won t you come and sit for a while
i miss the view