missing you

To see you when I wake up, Is a gift I didn\'t think could be real To know that you feel the same, As I do, Is a utopian dream You do something to me That I can\'t explain So would I be out of line, If I said I miss you. I see your picture, I still smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine I know I\'ll see you again Whether far or soon But I need you to know, That I care And I miss you