Feb 7, 2014

I Miss You by 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 am 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