Have you ever missed two people the same at the same time
Two that seemed larger than life to you in a young mind
I never called my oldest brother by his name, it just wasn’t the same
He’d show me off to all the pretty girls, I’d hide my face

I miss my brother, I miss my brother sometimes
I miss my brother, I miss my brother tonight

Byron is the middle son and he was around a little more
He went with me to pick up my first guitar
He showed me my first chord

I miss my brother, I miss my brother sometimes
I miss my brother, I miss my brother tonight

Now that I’m a little older I understand the struggles that they face
Just like our father, my brothers they will never walk away
Even when they’re afraid

I wonder if they think about me just like I think of them
I want them to know that they’ve been everywhere that I have been
When I was determined to self destruct they let me know that I was dumb
And even on my darkest day they let me know that I was loved

I miss my brothers, I miss my brothers sometimes
Man I cried for my brothers on my bedside as I prayed tonight
I miss my brothers, I miss my brothers sometimes
I miss my brothers, I miss my brothers tonight