two people that you know would die for what you have you're talented and blessed so why do you moan like a spoiled pup because things would get on fine, fine, fine without you without you you're special but human enough to know you're loved I was contemplating this when knowledge struck me like lightning or a hammer facts I'd been denying dawned upon me your face in the shape of something missing things have turned out fine, fine, fine but we miss you I miss you you're special and I'm man enough to say I love you