verse
I'm in the kitchen while you smoke outside
You're careful not to let the smoke inside
I always tell you it's poison
But I know it helps you take the edge off the day
We get a drink before it's closing time
The one on High Street with the blinking sign
All these memories feel poignant
But I won't be there to see the snow melt away
chorus
And I miss you telling me
To leave my shoes at the door
'Cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy
'Cause it feels like poetry
As the rain falls down on the window
While you're in my arms and we're watching the TV
chorus
And I miss you telling me
To leave my shoes at the door
'Cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy
'Cause it feels like poetry
As the rain falls down on the window
While you're in my arms and we're watching the TV
chorus
Yeah, I miss you telling me
To leave my shoes at the door
'Cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy
'Cause it feels like poetry
As the rain falls down on the window while you're in my arms
And we're watching the TV
Writer(s): Ryan Patrick Daly, Michael James Ryan Busbee, Michael Pollack, Brett Leland Mclaughlin, James Andrew Arthur