Capo 3 D Em C G D I miss your smell and your style and your pure abiding way D Em C G D Miss your approach to life and your body in my bed D Em C G D Miss your take on anything and the music you would play D Em C G D Miss cracking up and wrestling and our debriefs at end of day D G C G These are things that I miss D G C G These are not times for the weak of heart D G C G These are the days of raw despondence D G C G D \ I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this D Em C G D I miss your neck and your gait and your sharing what you write D Em C G D Miss you walking through the front door documentaries in your hand D Em C G D Miss travelling our travelling and your fun and charming friends D Em C Miss our big sur getaways G D \ And to watch you love my dogs D G C G These are things that I miss D G C G These are not times for the weak of heart D G C G These are the days of raw despondence D G C G D \ I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this F C F C F G One step one prayer, I soldier on, simulating moving on D Em C G D I miss your warmth and the thought of us bringing up our kids D Em C G D And the part of you that walks with your stick-tied handkerchief D G C G These are things that I miss D G C G These are not times for the weak of heart D G C G These are the days of raw despondence D G C G D \ I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this
