Trace

Wake up in the morning and I say to myself, if I had a dime for every time I think of you I would be rich and I wish every night to, see you one more time feel you cause that’s all on my mind, and every time,I open a door I see you face but there’s no trace you were there so I stare,stare,stare,stare,stare and wait for you to can back to me because you know that every time I talk to myself I say l say , if I had a dime for every time I think of you I would be rich and I wish every night to, see you one more time feel you cause that’s all on my mind, and every time I open a door I see your face but there’s no trace you were there so I 
 stare

Sad miss you