Missing

by Victoria   Aug 14, 2006


Everyday that I'm without
just to be with him,
is all I'm wishing about
to see his face
anytime any place
it's him i want to hold,
it's him i once told,
i love the color of your eyes,
i love the way you never told lies,
but i hate the way,
my heart cries.
and now I'm here missing,
and now I'm here wishing,
just to be with you,
my heart's not blue,
it's black,
because it's your kisses,
that i want back!
and now I'm here wishing,
that you, i wasn't missing.

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