It was the fantasy of all the places we’d go

How the reflections... of my face would glow

The way you were always on my mind

Oh, I miss the moments I’ve left behind

We’d talk ’til the sun rose above our heads

From my roots, you’d pull out the thread

I was so sure you were one of a kind

I miss the moments I’ve left behind

Sometimes I talk to the empty seat

Wishing you’d be next to me

Framing the stories of what we’d be

But I knew I had to set you free

I miss the moments I’ve left behind

Rewinding our melodies like a broken record

All of the sounds that didn’t transfer

Recently heard your name through the grapevine

I miss the moments I’ve left behind

Sometimes I talk to the empty seat

Wishing you’d be next to me

Framing the stories of what we’d be

But I knew I had to set you free

I miss the moments I’ve left behind

It was the fantasy of all the places we’d go

How the reflections... of my face would glow

The way you were always on my mind

Oh, I miss the moments I’ve left behind