Going to see some friends from out of state The very trip that you Were supposed to take a while ago But it fell through Like all of you Thought I'd make the drive But a free plane ride is in the air And just like that my fear of it disappeared Like all of you All of you And I look high and low For yesterday High and low For you and I High and low Once I can see straight I might move Somewhere cold Seattle or the Bay Area To see your ghost What's left of you What's left of you And I look high and low For yesterday High and low For you and I High and low Found a letter from a man I might have met Addressed to you And I'll steal the words he ended with I ... miss you And I do ... miss you And I ... do