Going to see some friends from out of state
The very trip that you
Were supposed to take a while ago
But it fell through
Like all of you

Thought I'd make the drive
But a free plane ride is in the air
And just like that my fear of it disappeared
Like all of you
All of you

And I look high and low
For yesterday
High and low
For you and I
High and low

Once I can see straight I might move
Somewhere cold
Seattle or the Bay Area
To see your ghost
What's left of you
What's left of you

And I look high and low
For yesterday
High and low
For you and I
High and low
Found a letter from a man I might have met
Addressed to you
And I'll steal the words he ended with
I ... miss you
And I do ... miss you
And I ... do