I Miss You - Marc Broussard

Came crashing in like a tidal flood

Raging hearts, flesh and blood

No flashing lights, no warning signs

Hanging on the rails with nowhere to hide

But I miss you

I miss you

It’s a silent prayer by candlelight

Only scars left in this winless fight

On a winding road where we both got lost

Now we can’t go back from the lines we crossed

But I miss you

I miss you you

These seasons run me down

And I see your face on the streets of this ghost town

But you’re nowhere to be found

And I miss you

Just a wounded king with a crown of thorns

A frozen heart and a broken sword

These castle walls I call my home

Well you tear them down stone by stone

These seasons run me down

Still I see your face on the streets of this ghost town

But you’re nowhere to be found

On an eastern shore where the wind blows cold

And the waves roll in with the lies we told

And the boardwalks dead in this one horse town

And the Ferris wheel stopped spinning around

And I miss you

I miss you