beneath the streetlights and the moon

Jp Cooper

Let me talk about the things I miss for a minute
Lent a knee and won t you come and see it for a while?
I miss us riding home at 4 A. M. , do you remember?
Birds applaud us as we turn into your tree

And although these photo albums don t quite paint it right
There s a video that plays inside my mind

And of all the things I miss, I miss the view
I miss the way you look beneath the street lights
and the Moon
And of all the things I miss the taste of you
The taste of you on me and me on you

I often wonder if my finest days are behind me
We were living in a golden haze so free
I miss us dancing in the midnight rain, do you remember?
Upstage and springtime
and the days they change right in front of me

And although these photo albums don t quite paint it right
There s a video that plays inside my mind

And of all the things I miss, I miss the view
I miss the way you look beneath the street lights
and the Moon
And of all the things I miss the taste of you
The taste of you on me and me on you

I ll forever inspire like time was a canvas we painted
Looking back, I see colors and those colors ain t fading
Still, we re growing, we re changing
Still, sometimes I need saving
But looking back I see colors

And of all the things I miss, I miss the view
I miss the way you look beneath the street lights
and the Moon
And of all the things I miss the taste of you
The taste of you on me and me on you
And of all the things we ve learned from each other
I discovered how the love with you
Beneath the street lights and the Moon
All of all things we caused
One another, I discovered how the love with you
Beneath the street lights and the Moon

Looking back, I see colors