To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three-fold, Utopian dream You do something to me That I can't explain So would I be out of line If I said, "I miss you"? I see your picture, I smell your skin on
The empty pillow next to mine You have only been gone ten days But already, I'm wasting away I know I'll see you again Whether far or soon But I need you to know that I care And I miss you Miss you