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Вершы: Roger Creager. Here It Is. I'm Missing You.


The autumn leaves are turning to rust and gold
I used to love this season..now it just feels cold
I took a drive down to the shoreline
Thought the sea air could clear my mind
Walked along the beach an hour or two
I got this freedom you gave me,
Jesus to save me, but baby, I'm missing you

I drank the whiskey river dry
Found some lonely women to help me make it through the night
But the passion in the dark
Couldn't satisfy my heart
Morning only brings the bitter truth
I tried all I could think of
And all I could think of was baby, I'm missing you

I never meant those words I said
Wish I could take back what I did
I swear to God, this fool is still in love with you

I'll throw my pride away
I'll come right out and say
Baby, I'm missing you

I'm going crazy, please come save me
Baby, I'm missing you