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Missing You Video (MV)




Performed By: Heart Crimes
Length: 3:50
Written by: Timothy Ferguson




Heart Crimes - Missing You Lyrics




You've got your own heartbreak, baby, you don't need to get caught up in mine
You've got your headlights set for LA, I've got Houston for mine

How 'bout a little whiskey in the backseat of your car, singin' along to Johnny and June, babe
Your soft alto and my sweet dishevel caught traction just a little too late

When the sunlight hits your lips, and every other time of day
It occurs to me that soon, I'll be missing you

We don't need false hopes, baby, still I ain't dyin' for the truth
When it's all bound to change, I know what we're bound to lose

How 'bout a little whiskey in the backseat of your car, singin' along to Johnny and June, babe
Your soft alto and my sweet dishevel caught traction just a little too late

When the sunlight hits your lips, and every other time of day
It occurs to me that soon, I'll be missing you

You know that you were never mine, I was always yours

How 'bout a little whiskey in the backseat of your car, singin' along to Johnny and June, babe
Your soft alto and my sweet dishevel caught traction just a little too late

When the sunlight hits your lips, and every other time of day
It occurs to me that soon, I'll be missing you
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You've got your own heartbreak, baby, you don't need to get caught up in mine
You've got your headlights set for LA, I've got Houston for mine

How 'bout a little whiskey in the backseat of your car, singin' along to Johnny and June, babe
Your soft alto and my sweet dishevel caught traction just a little too late

When the sunlight hits your lips, and every other time of day
It occurs to me that soon, I'll be missing you

We don't need false hopes, baby, still I ain't dyin' for the truth
When it's all bound to change, I know what we're bound to lose

How 'bout a little whiskey in the backseat of your car, singin' along to Johnny and June, babe
Your soft alto and my sweet dishevel caught traction just a little too late

When the sunlight hits your lips, and every other time of day
It occurs to me that soon, I'll be missing you

You know that you were never mine, I was always yours

How 'bout a little whiskey in the backseat of your car, singin' along to Johnny and June, babe
Your soft alto and my sweet dishevel caught traction just a little too late

When the sunlight hits your lips, and every other time of day
It occurs to me that soon, I'll be missing you
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Writer: Timothy Ferguson
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