Am sappy like that.

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?