If the measure of love is this
Then passion tastes less like a kiss and more like a smile
After miles and miles alone
We spend hours and hours of our time on the telephone

Oh but I’m not gonna lie
There have been times
When I broke down and cried
At the thought of the distance
Scared of the miles
All that I’m missing away from your eyes

(Chorus) 

 Cuz our’s was a lazy love
Sunday afternoon
Lying on the couch in your teeny tiny living room
And I can’t decide what I miss more
Your kiss or your smile
Oh

If the measure of love is this
Then being so far away, well it feels like a twist in my arm
And I miss what you say, you do
Even more I am missing the man you make me into
Oh

Oh but I’m not gonna lieThere have been timesWhen I broke down and criedAt the thought of the distanceScared of the milesAll that I’m missing away from your eyes
(Chorus)

And I
can’t decide what I miss more
Your kiss or your smile

Oh and yes I got your letter and yes it would be better
If the ocean were my backyard
Then I could fill a sailboat with postcards and envelopes
And float right back to your arms

(Chorus)x2 

And I can’t decide what I miss more
Your kiss or your smile

Oh the measure of love




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