Miss Saying Goodbye - Tim Chaisson

Miss Saying Goodbye Lyrics

You’re gonna miss saying goodbye,
You’re gonna miss saying goodbye,
You’re gonna miss saying goodbye,
When I’m gone, gone, gone, gone…
Hotel to hotel, driving a new road every day
You ask me every night why do I live my life this way
You say we’re outta money, and I’m outta touch, you’ve been waiting long enough
And it’s gone, gone
I send you all my love, you say it’s not enough
You’re gonna miss saying goodbye when I’m gone
Telling me it’s the end of the road, you can do what you want but I know
You’re gonna miss saying goodbye when I’m gone… When I’m gone.
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It’s checkout time at the Motor Inn so I’m packing up my stuff
If we’re not face to face tell me – is this really breaking up?
I’m always driving… You crazy

Whoever said it would be easy
Was wrong, wrong
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