You just don't know what you're missing Every day without me And everyday without her You miss it so much You're missing a sweet touch Somebody to be holding you And somebody to be praising you And you miss it so much
Smoke in your room 'till the sun rises And tell yourself that you're number one And maybe write a letter to your son If you miss him so much But you'll be there waiting At a door to a stage you know For some people that you think you know And you'll miss it so much
Everybody knows that you want to know them Cry cry cry, you want to know them
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