Miss These Things

So now it goes Back to the start When we would say We'll win the parked cars I miss these things from you I miss them more each day I miss these things from you Why don't they go? Through the woods we go Looking for the dark We'd never stay too long Like in the parked cars I miss these things from you I miss them more each day I miss these things from you Why don't they go? And the patterns always change When you come into view There's nothing else like you for me We beg along To be here tonight We won't be seen 'Till it feels right, cars I miss these things from you I miss them more each day I miss these things from you Why don't they go?