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 out
 We'll roll through your door and I'll be resting on your breast
 All those people, and all those places
 I just can't remember all them faces
 Some are good ones, some are bad ones
 Had to spend my money right I though I had some
 I bought a ticket right to you and I'd be resting on your breast
 I might not be too good at most things I do
 But I'm the very best at missing you
 I am the very best at missing you
 Got no answers from my wandering
 The lonely nights I stayed up a pondering
 Alone and drinking slowly sinking
 A million miles from you what was I thinking
 I hope I'm not too late to roll in and rest upon you breast
 I know you're tired and you're lonesome
 You cry yourself to sleep trying to hold on
 I feel you breaking I can't take it
 I'm driving through the night and I'll make it
 By the morning sweet darling I'll be resting on your breast
 I might not be too good at most things I do
 But I'm the very best at missing you
 I am the very best at missing you
 I might not be too good at most things I do
 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