I miss you.
This, i really hope you know.
I miss your voice,
so much, it makes me feel low.

I miss you.
This, I'm sure you can comprehend.
Back in those days, just a few months ago,
when I held your head.

I watched you go,
I watched you suffer.
I couldn't help
as I watched the path grow rougher.

I miss you.
I miss you putting me to sleep.
I miss you
waking me up in the morning.

But you're okay now.
You're in a better place,
at least that's what I hope.
That better place, knowing you're there --
that's what helps me cope.