遠くを見つめるあなたに かけたは言葉は床に落ちて 混じることなくただそこに I miss it every day A feeling I can't explain A place I cannot place I miss it every day But have I ever felt that way? A time I cannot shake And I miss it every day 手に残る温もりは 言葉よりも記憶よりも じわじわと胸にしみる How many bruises will it take? How many chances can I miss? Every turn that comes along the way This is what I do And I miss it every day This is what I do And I miss it every day