John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
Sometimes a song can touch a nerve
That takes me back to you
When I pick up my old guitar
And I play your favorite tune
Every now and then, some little thing
I've buried comes bubblin' up
And once in a while, you feel close enough to touch
I miss you a little since you've been gone
A few little memories keep hangin' on
I miss you a little, I guess you could say
A little too much, a little too often
A little more everyday
When I go by our old house
I pretend that you're still there
Waitin' for me on the porch
But there's just an empty chair
Wish I could see you one more time
Before I drive away
So I could stop and go inside, and say
I miss you a little since you've been gone
A few little memories keep hangin' on
I miss you a little, I guess you could say
A little too much, a little too often
A little more everyday
A little too much, a little too often
A little more everyday