I miss tan lines and passing notes in class and
Jumping on trampolines
I miss summer vacations and the three of us playing video games on the same couch and
The way Christmas used to feel

I miss late night milkshakes and moonlit drives and
The sensation of your hand in mine
I miss playing outside for hours and giggling in the backseat and
The way Christmas used to feel

I miss long bike rides and running through the sprinklers and
Catching tadpoles in the rain
I miss pancake breakfasts and hiding all day in blanket forts and
The way Christmas used to feel

I miss make-your-own-pizza nights and trick-or-treating and
The sound of laughter in every room
I miss golf cart rides and and hugs that last too long and
The way Christmas used to feel