This must be the worst part of missing you I cry at a picture of me kissing you And I've forgotten just how you smell I only remember I loved it so well Oooh it's heavy Deep in my belly I picture your touch And know that you miss me this much I don't want to tell you that I am in love Because I'm still haunted But you're all I have to chase away my ghosts So you need to know, you're so wanted
Oooh (etc) I can't play a note without those bitter times Entering unwelcome into my mind Time hasn't fixed it but there's hope yet When we make love I always forget Schadenfreude or sympathy? Coincidence or destiny? When we're together, you distract me Kisses and laughter attack completely But your image and voice are poor substitutes When all six senses of mine need you