Well every morning I wake up
It's the same old routine
I curse the alarm clock
That takes you from my dreams
And it's so hard to get out of bed
When you don't wanna move
Now, I miss you
I miss your hair on the pillow
Perfume in the air
I miss coming home from work
To your shoes everywhere
Everyday
It's the same damn thing
Feeling so lonesome and blue
Well, I miss you
I could cry out to Jesus
And I could curse his name
I could sell this old house
And box up all your things
I could find me a woman
And feel something
With somebody new
But I miss you
I miss your hair on the pillow
Perfume in the air
I miss coming home from work
To your shoes everywhere
Everyday
It's the same damn thing
Feeling so lonesome and blue
Well, I miss you
Everyday
It's the same damn thing
Feeling so lonesome and blue
Well, I miss you
Well, I miss you
Well, I miss you