Miss You

I come from a place with tall trees

White picket fence

With a ground like coffee

All my friends are there

Some of them aware

Some that really don't care

But it's the place that I call home

So I go alone

To see how it is grown

And nothing can compare

To hearing all the good news, gotta love the good news

Even when it's unfair

I hope you know that I miss you

I hope you know that I'm comin' back

I hope you know that I miss you

I hope you know that I'm comin baaack

I come from a place with corn fields

I remember when I got my first four wheels

And I ride

Better love at night

Convertible with no lights

Nothing but the moonlight to guide the way

Then I heard em say

Bit of a delay then I wound up in a ditch at the break of day

You passed me by

I knew exactly why, you had it in mind

I hope you know that I miss you

I hope you know that I'm comin' back

I hope you know that I miss you

I hope you know that I'm comin' back