
I’ll not thank you for what you’ve done
Because I know you done it for love
I know I shouldn’t, but I miss you
I miss your embrace when I’m on my bed
I miss your farewell when I leave home
I know I should go on, but how can I
When I know what I miss
It is true; there is no point on loving a void
But is that void that reminds me of you
And how can I forget you
How can I, when I owe you more than my life
I owe you my love, I owe you my being
I know I shouldn’t say that
I know I shouldn’t write that
But how can I stop it?
Tell me how, teach me how
How can I go on, how can I keep on going
When without you I feel so lost
I miss you, I miss you mom.
