I miss the way you sing low
So I can't hear your voice
Over the radio in my car

You knew every word they sang
You know just the right things to say
When the distance rips us farther and farther away
I'll see you see you soon
If you're coming back here
Come back from California
All of us here in Florida are starved for your attention
Maybe I fell too fast
Maybe I pushed you away
Now you're gone
And I'm afraid that you're never coming back this way again
I won't mind if you monopolize all of my time
I won't say a thing at all
I won't say a word