I miss the girl that I met in my small town,
I miss the girl that I would throw my arms around...
I miss the way the sun would make her eyes glisten,
and ******* I miss the way that she would listen...
I miss the hugs, the affection and the kisses,
And when we fought, it could stave off militias...
I miss the girl that had more problems than me,
I miss the girl who lives on Champain Street.

I miss the girl who made me feel this way
I miss the girl who brought meaning to my day...
I miss the time that I told you that I loved you,
I miss the times when I would talk because I'd trust you...
I miss the girl who wasn't a mistake,
I miss the girl I thought would never walk away...
But now you're gone and I live with my defeat,
I miss the girl who lived on Champain Street.