A midnight confession.
"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'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."
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."