My baby’s first smile, her whole face lit the room,
And I swear I felt your laughter drifting on through.
There’s an empty space beside me in every little bliss,
Where joy turns into heartache ’cause you’re not here for this.
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Pre-Chorus
I’ve never hoped there’s a heaven…more than I do now,
’Cause I need to believe you can still see us somehow.
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Chorus
I think about you every day—every second that you miss.
Every sunrise, every smile, every tear, every kiss....

And the only thing that hurts more than not having you here.
Is making all these memories that we were supposed to share.

When life paints these perfect moments,
I just can’t help but wish…
You can see the world through my eyes.
Cause you would’ve really loved this.

Oh you would have loved this.
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Verse 2
On birthdays and graduations, when the crowd begins to cheer,
I look around and wonder how you’re not standing here.
And weddings hit the hardest—every vow and gentle kiss,
Feels like love is daring me to feel your absence.
Time keeps pressing forward, moving on against my will
I’m clinging to the pieces of a life you should be living still.

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Chorus
I think about you every day—every second that you miss.
Every sunrise, every smile, every tear, every kiss.
And the only thing that hurts more than not having you here
Is making all these memories that we were supposed to share.
When life paints these perfect moments,
I just can’t help but wish…
You can see the world through my eyes.
Cause you would’ve really loved this.

Oh you would have loved this.

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Bridge
Sometimes, I swear I feel you standing in the room,
Like you’re pulling up a front-row seat to everything we do.
And maybe that’s your way of saying you’re not really gone—
Just somewhere I can’t reach yet, but love keeps holding on.
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Final Chorus
I think about you every day—every sunrise, everything you missed.
In every one of these beautiful memories, I feel your fingerprints.
But painting these perfect moments, won’t fill the emptiness.
Because I can’t help but think, you would have really loved this.