Miss me, when you think of the old times
Nightly, when you are kept awake
wondering what would have happened
If I’d have survived, along with our friends
Oh, miss me when you look up at the sky
Tell me that you, too, wanted more
Lift your open hand
Reach out, and I will try to reach you, too
Our hearts yearning,
Please miss me
Miss me when you are f33ling lonely
Knowing that I’m still here fur you
Wiping at your tired eyes
you never were all that good at goodbyes