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'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