I've lost my friend...but not for long

I've lost my friend
For one whole week
Seven whole days
And I'm starting to weep

One hundred and sixty-eight hours
With you not there
One hundred and sixty-eight hours
Without your care

No poems of yours
Are there to read
So a poem if your absence
Is what i need

Your in the sun
I'm in the rain
Your having fun
While I'm in pain

Listening to ghetto gospel
Maybe thats why i cried a tear
And not the fact
That i want you here

Have a great time
It's what you deserve
Some Turkish beer for me
Is what you need to reserve :P