As I do, is a three fold Utopian dream
I see your picture, I smell your skin
You do something to me
If I said "I miss you"?
Whether far or soon
I know I'll see you again
So would I be out of line
On the empty pillow next to mine
That I can't explain
To know that you feel the same
You have only been gone ten days
That I care and I miss you
But already I am wasting away
But I need you to know