I'm so lonely without you all day
You've been gone too long and hey
I'm doing fine, and I'm living here
But wishing just that you were near.
And while you come I'll write you
Because I have so much to tell.
I don't know where you went to
But I think I've come to hell.
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
And I do the things I like but still
I'd rather you take away my blue
Instead of any old cheap thrill.
I just miss you so much, baby
I'm yearning for a day with you.
I've been waiting all day and maybe
It'll only be a little 'til I'm here with you.
Meanwhile the stars seem so high
That I could never reach them all
No matter how high I look to the sky
They still do seem so small.
When you're not around the sky rains
And the tears from heaven cause pains.
The village square empties out like veins
That bleed out sorrow with black stains.
And when you're not around the day dies
As the sun falls straight out of the sky.
And my mind, confused, just wants to cry
As it asks out loud:"Ohhh, why, why, why?"
Why is the sky falling so fast
When it seemed so huge and vast?
Why does my heart palpitate blasts
Of cold air I thought had passed?
Its all because I miss you a lot
That I feel pain like I've been shot.
I don't want to wait for the plot
This story is making me distraught.
I want to talk to you all day
So please promise you'll stay.
I feel like emptiness is on its way
To make my soul be its prey.
Emptiness has a leash so thick
That only one thing can break.
That thing has left so quick
It burns me at the stake.
So many hours pass me by real slowly
I miss you and wish a different story.
Mountains crumble and nothing is holy
Even the sea has lost all its glory.
Every day the toxic rain is snowing..
Every hour the black heart is growing..
Every minute destruction is showing..
Every second the entropy is flowing..
The lonely river boat is rowing..
The destination of happiness slowing..
And the black hole in space is glowing.
Time stands and I'm missing you so bad
As I'm dreaming of the time we've had.
When you're not around all day I'm sad
Only when I see you again will I be glad.
I'm gasping for the particles of air
And I'm grasping for pieces of hair
To hold on to something as I seem to float
Very far away to always feel remote.
