Written by Jim Oliver
Produced by Tim DaCosta
Recorded at Loft Sound, Hicksville, NY

Jim Oliver: Acoustic Guitar, backing vocals
Chris Cangeleri: Acoustic Guitar, Lead & backing vocals
Tim DaCosta: Drums, Bass, Electric guitar, backing vocals

Lyrics

He’s gonna trade in his car for a pickup
He’ll be heading south for the Carolines
Will she take him back
Can they mend those cracks
He’s put in her heart and mind.

She’s tried real hard to forget him
But the nights can be so cruel
No one hears her cry,
No one hears her sigh,
No one hears her curse the fool.

I miss all the love by the stream that we used to make
Miss all the walks through the tall grass we used to take
Miss all the promises we made that our lips would seal
And it’s been too damn long
I miss the way that you make me feel.

She remembers the day she met him
It was love at very first sight
Will she feel the same when he whispers her name
As the day turns into night.

He remembers the day he met her
He was stopped dead in his tracks
Well he knew right then, like he knows right here
He’s got to get her back

I miss all the love by the stream that we used to make
Miss all the walks through the tall grass we used to take
Miss all the promises we made that our lips would seal
And it’s been too damn long
I miss the way that you make me feel.