21 February 2009

I Miss You - Incubus

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.

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