Miss Me,Miss You
Miss Me of Course you do
You're Daddy's little Angel
Breaks my heart to hear you say them words
Miss You of Course you do
You hardly get to see me
For the first 2 years of your life
I was your whole world
Now every other Friday
I get to hear you say these words
Miss Me Miss You
It's not a whole sentence
But it's the Best that she can do
It's Her way of saying
Where you been I don't Understand
When I drop you off on Sunday
I'll hear those words again
Miss Me, Miss You
Miss Me I'll say it
And choke the tear's back in my throat
And I'll try to smile
While I drive back out your road
Miss You
You know I will
Each and Every night
I'm going to pray to God
He turns you out alright
Cause I can't be there
Since I can't I'll let your words
Run Echo's through my Head
Miss Me Miss You
It's not a whole sentence
But it's the Best that Dad can do
It's My way of saying
Where you been I don't Understand
Today it must Be Sunday
I'll use you're words again
Miss Me, Miss You
Miss Me Miss You
It's not a whole sentence
But it's the Best that We can do
It's Our way of saying
Where you been I don't Understand
When I drop you off on Sunday
Time to drop you off again
Miss Me, Miss You
You're Daddy's little Angel
Breaks my heart to hear you say them words
Miss You of Course you do
You hardly get to see me
For the first 2 years of your life
I was your whole world
Now every other Friday
I get to hear you say these words
Miss Me Miss You
It's not a whole sentence
But it's the Best that she can do
It's Her way of saying
Where you been I don't Understand
When I drop you off on Sunday
I'll hear those words again
Miss Me, Miss You
Miss Me I'll say it
And choke the tear's back in my throat
And I'll try to smile
While I drive back out your road
Miss You
You know I will
Each and Every night
I'm going to pray to God
He turns you out alright
Cause I can't be there
Since I can't I'll let your words
Run Echo's through my Head
Miss Me Miss You
It's not a whole sentence
But it's the Best that Dad can do
It's My way of saying
Where you been I don't Understand
Today it must Be Sunday
I'll use you're words again
Miss Me, Miss You
Miss Me Miss You
It's not a whole sentence
But it's the Best that We can do
It's Our way of saying
Where you been I don't Understand
When I drop you off on Sunday
Time to drop you off again
Miss Me, Miss You
Credits
Writer(s): Rich Mckinney
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