I'm moving on taking it one step at a time,
I'm looking up trying to find the bright side,
I'm missing you and I'm wondering if your missing me too.
I can't imagine how it is for him right now.
That he's felt with the pain I've felt.
Doesn't he know I'm still I'm love with him.
Doesn't he know I still dream about that kiss.
Another face and another place... It's different,
I'm missing home without it all I do is roam... That's different,
My home is where your arms are.... But you're different
Right now your arms are closed.... Thought that would never be different.
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