What I Miss The Most

(Michael Britt/Richie McDonald/Frank Myers)
 I hear the sound of gentle rain
 Like teardrops on the windowpane
 A priceless smile in a wooden frame beside the bed
 I stare at the ceiling and talk to the walls
 I lay here alone and imagine it all
 As a river of memories rush through my head
 I can almost taste your kiss as
 I think about how much I miss.
 Your hungry eyes, your satin skin
 The sound of your voice whisperin'
 The love I feel inside your heart
 When you're wrapped up in my arms so close
 That's what I miss the most.
 I try to rest but sleep won't come
 My body aches and my mind is numb
 Shadows fall as the morning sun begins to rise
 Another day without you here
 Has it been weeks or has it been years
 I find it getting harder to keep track of time
 I breath in and I breath out
 But it's getting tough to live without.
 Your hungry eyes, your satin skin
 The sound of your voice whisperin'
 The love I feel inside your heart
 When you're wrapped up in my arms so close
 That's what I miss the most
 What I miss the most.
 I can almost taste your kiss as
 I think about how much I miss
 Your hungry eyes, your satin skin
 The sound of your voice whisperin'
 The love I feel inside your heart
 When you're wrapped up in my arms so close
 That's what I miss the most...