Beneath The Streetlights and The Moon

Let me talk about the things I miss, for a minute
Lend an ear, won't you come and sit for a while
I miss us riding home at 4am, do you remember?
Birds applaud as we turn into your street
And although the photo albums don't quite paint it right
There's a video that plays inside my mind
And of all the things I miss, I miss the view
I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
And of all the things I miss, the taste of you
The taste of you on me, and me on you
I often wonder if my finest days are behind me
We were living in a golden haze, so free
I miss us dancing in the midnight rain, do you remember?
Upstaging springtime in your daisy chains, right in front of me
And although the photo albums don't quite paint it right
There's a video that plays inside my mind
And of all the things I miss, I miss the view
I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
And of all the things I miss, the taste of you
The taste of you on me, and me on you
I'm forever inspired
Like time was a canvas we painted
Looking back, I see colours
And those colours ain't fading
Still, we're growing, we're changing
Still, sometimes I need saving
But looking back, I see colours
But of all the things I miss, I miss the view
I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
And of all the things I miss, the taste of you
The taste of you on me, and me on you
And of all the things we learned from each other
I discovered how to love with you, beneath the streetlights and the moon
And of all the pain we caused one another
I discovered how to love with you, beneath the streetlights and the moon
Looking back, I see colours