Missing you is taking the long way home just to drive past your street
Wishing your car was still in the drive or somewhere with me in the other seat
Missing you is coming home early on a friday night just to be alone
There's nothing much I want to do now that you're not home
Missing you is tearing up just from hearing your voice
When choosing you or getting some sleep isn't even a choice
Missing you is driving around playing songs you used to play
Just to feel like I'm with you in your car and you're not so far away
Missing you is crying all night because I can't hold you anymore
Staring at the ceiling imagining what it would be like if you came in the door
Missing you is wearing your clothes at every chance I get
Holding them close because they smell just like you and I don't want to forget
Missing you is bringing you up at every possible time
Making sure everyone I talk to knows that you are mine
Missing you is hell on earth like I never would have guessed
But as long as you are doing well I can handle all the rest
Missing you is loneliness but I won't let anyone else in
Because it's worth the pain and emptiness just to see you again
