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So there's this guy. And well. I like him. A lot.
And none of you know who he is.. ok.. a couple of you do. And no. It isn't Bizerk.
So. With that said...
I miss you by Incubus
To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me
That I can't explain
So would I be out of line, If I said
I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on, the empty pillow next to mine
You have only been gone ten days, but already I am wasting away
I know I'll see you again
Whether far or soon
But I need you to know, that I care
And I miss you
And none of you know who he is.. ok.. a couple of you do. And no. It isn't Bizerk.
So. With that said...
I miss you by Incubus
To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream
You do something to me
That I can't explain
So would I be out of line, If I said
I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on, the empty pillow next to mine
You have only been gone ten days, but already I am wasting away
I know I'll see you again
Whether far or soon
But I need you to know, that I care
And I miss you
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Date: 2004-03-25 09:16 am (UTC)