I had no idea Lycos has such a cool mp3 database. Thanks, dear. So, here is one of my favourite songs. I always sing it while I hang the laundry. Most often than not, I cry while I do so (when I sing it, not when I hang laundry). Go figure.
Incubus – I Miss You
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
wastin’ 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.
Okay, just changing the “i” ‘ to “I” is making my eyes heavy. Isn’t it creepy how songs could spell out exactly what you’re feeling?