I miss you --
like one misses the starless nights
and beautiful tomorrows.
I'm not with you, for God is punishing me.
I miss you --
when I walk, when I cry, when I laugh,
when the sun is shining,
and when it's freezing out.
Because you still feel like mine.
I miss you --
like the trees miss autumn
in those nights that dreams aren't reconciled.
My love, you just can't imagine how much I miss you.
I miss you --
in every moment that I feel alone,
every moment in which I'm living day by day.
I'm dying, my love, from missing you so.
I miss you --
when dawn begins to paint the sky with the colors
of your virtues and all of your imperfections,
for all that I wanted and I don't know (why)
but I miss you.
I miss you --
in every moment that I feel alone,
every moment in which I'm living day by day.
I'm dying, my love, from missing you so.
I miss you --
when dawn begins to paint the sky with the colors
of your virtues and all of your imperfections,
for all that I wanted and I don't know (why)
but I miss you.