Weekends Away
I Miss You when You are not Here,
When I Walk Here I Look In,
You are not Around.
I Miss You when I Feel like being Silly,
You are not Here to Laugh with Me.
When I Walk Here I Look In,
You are not Around.
I Miss You when I Feel like being Silly,
You are not Here to Laugh with Me.
I Miss You when I Feel Sad,
I Look for You to Hug,
And You are not Here for Me to Cuddle.
I Look for You to Hug,
And You are not Here for Me to Cuddle.
I Miss You Because You are My Life;
You are My Love.
You are My Love.
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