İncubus – 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 am wasting away

I know I’ll see you again

Whether far or soon

But I need you to know, that I care