I made a list of things to tell you

And I believe that some of them would make you proud

I have a boy that started talking

You won't believe the things that come out of his mouth

I miss you

We thought his hair would be pitch black
but you should see him, he is blonde just like his dad
Do you remember that old photo where I'm crying?
Well I can tell you, he looks exactly just like that

I miss you

We made a list of things to ask you
Was I the same thick headed monster as a child?
Is there a trick to get this little man to start eating?
Cause sometimes oh my God I swear it's such a fight

I miss you
And the days move easy
And the sailor sings
And the waves keep listening
They're my favorite thing
They say in time things will be better
There will be days that feel alright
But the longer, the more I have to tell you
It feels to me like time can heal all wounds but mine

I miss you
I miss you
I miss you"