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