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Style of your hair Shape of your eyes and your nose The way you stare As if you see, right through to my soul It's your left hand and the way That it's not quite as big as your right The way you stand in the mirror Before we go out at night Our quiet time Your beautiful mind They're a part of the list Things that I miss Things like your funny little laugh The way you smile or the way we kiss What I noticed is this: I come up with Something new, every single time That I sit and reminisce The way you sweet smell Lingers when you leave a room (You leave a room) Stories you tell as we lay In bed all afternoon (All afternoon) I dreamed you now every night In my mind is where we meet (My mind is where we meet) And when I'm awake Staring at pictures of you asleep Touching your face Invading your space They're a part of the list Things that I miss Things like your funny little laugh The way you smile or the way we kiss What I noticed is this: I come up with Something new, every single time That I sit and reminisce Oooh, and you'll live in my memories Forever more, I swear And you'll live in my memories Forever more, I swear They're a part of the list Things that I miss Things like your funny little laugh The way you smile, or the way we kiss What I noticed is this: I come up with Something new, every single time That I sit and reminisce Oh-whoa-whoa Oh-whoa-whoa Oh-whoa-whoa Oh-whoa-whoa Oh-whoa-whoa
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