Missing You

missing you

 

I spend my time missing you,

going to sleep because there’s nothing to do.

Wondering if you’ll ever tell me why

you left my heart alone to die.

 

I spend my time missing you,

lying here with nothing to do,

wondering if I’ll ever know when

you’ll be ready to love again.

 

Because my dear there’s nothing to do

but go crazy here missing you,

wondering if we’ll ever be

an us, my dear, you and me.

 

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