Missin' Out

In the summer We had a thousand little things that kept us Blind and ignorant of all the tiny little stings And in the winter Those stings came out due to the cold And love was getting old you never told me how you really felt We keep missin' out on the good things We keep blocking out every good thing Cuz you, you, didn't want any of that Good, good, what is good Oh the springtime When skies were never grey but we were full of Colored words and pretty places kept the dark at bay Fall our hearts They fell apart like leaves from branches in a strong wind The same wind that seems to tear us apart We keep missin' out on the good things You keep blocking out every good thing But you, you, didn't want any of that Good, good, what is good Well I know you're trying to help and maybe see the light... And you know I would give anything to make us be alright We keep missin' out on the good things You keep blocking out every good thing Cause you, you, didn't want any of that Good, good, what is good I keep missin' out on the good things You keep blocking out every good thing Cuz you, you, didn't want any of that Good, good, what is good