the sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it
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 did 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.
Yesterday Matt told me he thinks of me every time he hears this song.
I love Incubus, I love this song, and I really don't think I could possibly be any happier right now... :)
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 did 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.
Yesterday Matt told me he thinks of me every time he hears this song.
I love Incubus, I love this song, and I really don't think I could possibly be any happier right now... :)