Cold Midnight [Miss you]

Cold midnight
With stars bright
Gentle breeze
Swaying trees

Thoughts spring
From crows wing
In the dark sky
They slowly fly

Thoughts of pain
It starts to rain
Storm all around
Crashing sound

Memories of old
Plague the soul
Eyes close tight
Doesn't feel right

You're not here
It feels so queer
Not by my side
No where to hide

Need to hear
Your voice, dear
Need to see
You right by me

It's tearing me apart
With my whole heart
Now I know true
What it's like to miss you