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    Alanis Morissette * Torch * Aol 2008

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    musiclover4

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    I miss your smell and your style
    And your pure abiding way
    Miss your approach to life
    And your body in my bed
    Miss your take on anything
    And the music you would play
    Miss cracking up and wrestling
    Our debriefs at end of day

    These are the things that I miss
    These are not times for the weak of heart
    These are the days of raw despondence
    And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this

    I miss your neck and your gait
    And your sharing what you write
    Miss you walking through the front door
    Documentaries in your hand
    Miss traveling our traveling
    And your fun and charming friends
    Miss our Big Sur getaways
    And you watch you love my dogs

    These are the things that I miss
    These are not times for the weak of heart
    These are the days of raw despondence
    And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this

    One step one prayer
    I soldier on
    Stimulating moving on

    I miss your warmth and the thought
    Of us bringing up our kids
    And the part of you that was with your stick-tied handkerchief

    These are the things that I miss
    These are not times for the weak of heart
    These are the days of raw despondence
    And I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this