|
I wake in the morning
And you’re not there
I miss you
I look in the mirror
And comb my hair
And want you
Taking the dog
For its daily walk
I miss your voice
And the way you talk
Making the dinner-
-an empty place
I need your smile
And miss your face
The telephone rings
It’s never you
I chat and smile
But my heart is blue
Day follows day
Still I’m the same
Missing you so much
Is a physical pain
Night after night
Alone I cry
I need your touch
But you said goodbye
|
