Hangin' Around - Billy Currington

You’re the last thing that I cling to

Before I fall asleep at night

You’re the first thing that reach for

In the early morning light

You’re the name that I see written in the stars

You’re the face that I see in every cloud

Oh, I wish you could have been more like

Your memory and kept hanging around

You’re that tap on my shoulder

You’re that voice in the crowd

You’re that constant distraction

You’re that book I can’t put down

You’re the name that I see written in the stars

You’re the face that I see in every cloud

Oh, I wish you could have been more like

Your memory and kept hanging around

It keeps haunting me, I still want and need you, always will

You’re every, thought I think, every sight I see

Every feeling I feel

You’re the name that I see written in the stars

You’re the face that I see in every cloud

Oh, I wish you could have been more like

Your memory and kept hanging around

You’re the last thing that I wish for

When I lay down at night