Every morning upon waking I still wonder how you’re doing Are you sorry? Are you happy? Or who knows you might feel lonely I sure do P.S. I miss you
I go over days when you were close to me Those are memories I’ve carried all the way So I swear to all the angels Should they bring you back I would kneel and thank’em all until the end Oh I, I miss you
From the early morning ‘Till the nightfall moaning In a restless waiting Wishing you would come in
But if you’re not mine I still hope you’re fine That’s all. P.S. I miss you