I Miss Your Smiles

I miss your smiles
I miss your face
I miss those lines we used to say

I miss your voice
and the way we ran
to catch a color-coded van

I miss the shops
that called out my name
and the dusty clouds that still remain

Chorus:
And I can’t let you go
But I will let you go

I miss our streets
where we used to walk
In the weight of your laugh, I felt so small

I miss the smells
And the taste of the rain
Won’t you come back to get wet again?

Chorus:
And I can’t let you go
But I will let you go

Bridge:
The shade shrinks away, stand in the sun
Give me a page, I’ll write out a gun
To shoot the monster of change and regret, his son
There’s fiction to hang your head on

I miss the smells
And the taste of the rain
Won’t you come back to get wet again?