The Very Best

I'm not home now, but I will be
 When I knock upon your door and you heal me
 From those hard times, from those heartaches
 The nasty turns I took before my will breaks, I
 Will roll through your door and I'll be resting on your breast
 Got no answers from my wandering
 The lonely nights I stayed up pondering
 Alone and drinking, slowly sinking
 A million miles from you, what was I thinking?
 Hope I'm not too late to roll to you and rest upon you breast
 (Oh-oh-oh) I might not be too good at most things I do
 (Oh-oh-oh) but I'm the very best at missing you
 I am the very best at missing you
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 All those people, all those places
 I just can't remember all them faces
 Some are good ones, some are bad ones
 I'd spend my money right if I had some and
 Bought a ticket right to you and I'd be resting on your breast
 I've got this feeling, it keeps haunting
 No matter how much I keep wanting
 You're not home now, you never will be
 You walked out the door and it killed me to know that I
 Never will again be resting on your breast
 (Oh-oh-oh) I might not be too good at most things I do
 (Oh-oh-oh) but I'm the very best at missing you
 I am the very best at missing you
 I am the very best at missing you