IT's sorty lonly here without you
The day goes by slower
And i find my self havineg nothing to do

I'm so use to tlaking to you tilll late at night
I live for thos oocnversations
We have funny ones but atlest once a wekke we ahve a serouse one

sometime were on the bummbey rode
It sme like we were there a coupple dayts befor you left
I coudnt let you eve nad let it be that way

I guess the piont of all this is
I miss you
I love you
And i cnat wait for you to come home