When I Tell You I Miss You

When I tell you I miss you
It’s not out of habit
It’s to let you know you cross my mind every minute
Of evey day
When I tell you I miss you
It’s not to make conversation
It’s to try to show my elation
At the very words you speak

Cuz I miss your voice
And your laughter
I miss you smile
Your arms
- in evey possible way
I miss your faces
And the silly things we do
All the little things that make me me
When I’m with you

When I tell you I miss you
It’s not to drive a point home
It’s to let you see I’m thinking
Of every game we used to play
When I tell you that I miss you
It’s not to be dramatic
Only to claim how drastically
Dull my world is when you’re not here

Cuz I miss your voice
And your laughter
I miss you smile
Your arms
- in evey possible way
I miss your faces
And the silly things we do
All the little things that make me me
When I’m with you

Your sounds fade slowly
From my memory
I need to hear you speak
In your own melody
Your eyes get darker as I
Lose grip on what they told me
I die a little inside when I forget
How it used to feel when you’d hold me

Cuz I miss your voice
And your laughter
I miss you smile
Your arms
- in evey possible way
I miss your faces
And the silly things we do
All the little things that make me me
When I’m with you