Missing - 48th St. Collective

I step off the train

I’m walking down your street again

And past your door

But you don’t live there anymore

It’s years since you’ve been there

Now you’ve disappeared somewhere

Like outer space

You’ve found some better place

And I miss you

And I miss you

And I miss you

Like the deserts miss the rain

And I miss you

Could you be dead?

You always were two steps ahead

Of everyone

We’d walk behind while you would run

I look up at your house

And I can almost hear you shout

Down to me

Where I always used to be

And I miss you

Like the deserts miss the rain

And I miss you

And I miss you

Like the deserts miss the rain

And I miss you

Like the deserts miss the rain

And I miss you

And I miss you

Like the deserts miss the rain

And I miss you