Miss me, when you think of the old times Nightly, when you are kept awake wondering what would have happened If I’d have survived, along with our friends
Oh, miss me when you look up at the sky Tell me that you, too, wanted more Lift your open hand Reach out, and I will try to reach you, too Our hearts yearning, Please miss me
Miss me when you are f33ling lonely Knowing that I’m still here fur you Wiping at your tired eyes you never were all that good at goodbyes