Most of All
I miss you most of all
When the baseball game's on the TV up above behind the bar
I miss you most of all
When it starts to rain and there's no umbrella in the car
I miss you most of all
When all the bicycles are leaning like brothers in the park
In the spring, summer, winter, and fall
That's when I miss you most of all
I miss you most of all
When I pass by the old bookstore that
closed down when they raised the rent
I miss you most of all
When I hear a laugh in the background and
turn around, and I don't know where it went
I miss you most of all
When I put on a movie and fall asleep just as it begins
On the beach, in the bank, at the mall
That's when I miss you most of all
How is it out there?
How is it out there?
How is it out there?
I miss you most of all
When the boats in Bennett Harbor leave and never do come back
I miss you most of all
When I get a little lost, and still, I won't look at a map
I miss you most of all
When I'm staring out the window, sitting where you always sat
When I wish I could write, ring, or call
That's when I miss you most of all
How is it out there?
How is it out there?
How is it out there?
When the baseball game's on the TV up above behind the bar
I miss you most of all
When it starts to rain and there's no umbrella in the car
I miss you most of all
When all the bicycles are leaning like brothers in the park
In the spring, summer, winter, and fall
That's when I miss you most of all
I miss you most of all
When I pass by the old bookstore that
closed down when they raised the rent
I miss you most of all
When I hear a laugh in the background and
turn around, and I don't know where it went
I miss you most of all
When I put on a movie and fall asleep just as it begins
On the beach, in the bank, at the mall
That's when I miss you most of all
How is it out there?
How is it out there?
How is it out there?
I miss you most of all
When the boats in Bennett Harbor leave and never do come back
I miss you most of all
When I get a little lost, and still, I won't look at a map
I miss you most of all
When I'm staring out the window, sitting where you always sat
When I wish I could write, ring, or call
That's when I miss you most of all
How is it out there?
How is it out there?
How is it out there?
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Rhoads, Lisa Loeb
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