Lyrics:

199Writer(s): Hank Cochran, Max Barnes, Vern Gosdin

I wasn't thinkin' about music
But you were on my mind again
I just sat down to write how I miss you
And these words just rolled out of my pen

How I lay here and stared at the ceilin'
And picture you with somebody else
I just wrote down the way I was feelin'
And cried while this song wrote itself

I wouldn't write my feelings for a jukebox
And I didn't mean these words to be this song
I never meant for any one to hear it
But I'll sing it all for you if you'll come home

How I lay here and stared at the ceilin'
And picture you with somebody else
I just wrote down the way I was feelin'
And cried while this song wrote itself

I just wrote down the way I was feelin'
And cried while this song wrote itself