When I miss you, the sun shines too bright.
When I miss you, I can’t sleep at night.
I know you’re out there and I hope you are thinking of me too.
I wish you would call me and hold me close to you.
When I miss you the colours don’t shine.
When I miss you, I just want to run away and hide.
It’s no longer a secret, not sure if it was suppose to be.
But when I miss you, I can’t seem to breath.
So hold me close and squeeze me tight, kiss me on the forehead as we say goodnight.