Time Spent Missing You - Dwight Yoakam

Nighttime gets longer each morning I wake up

With sunlight that’s long overdue

I start making plans for having thoughts that might take up

Some of the time that I’ll spend missing you

Winters come a crawling after fall left me calling

For an end to what spring put me through

Summers only blessing had been the warm breeze caressing

All the time that I spent missing you

Minutes of mis’ry drag through hours of mem’ries

Past a voice that swears they’re not true

It keeps avoiding denying though but mostly just lying

About the time that I’ll spend missing you

Winters come a crawling…

Winters come a crawling…