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 Im wasting away
I know Ill see you again
Whether far or soon
But I need you to know that I care
And, I miss You