I'm Really Missing You
Without you, my heart is an empty railway station
I'm like a wandering lost tribe without a nation
A ghostly spirit in limbo, forced forever to roam
A homing pigeon, off course, unable to source its way back home.
What I'm saying in these words, deep catapaulted to cyberspace
Is - I miss your smile honey, I miss your silly face.
I'm like a tree in a forest that no-one hears fall
I long to hear your laugh, baby, to answer your call.
Because nothing's right without you, and nothing else will do
Than to have you here beside me – I'm really missing you.