In the morning you’ll be gone,
And another road is lost.
In the morning I will leave,
Going down the road I’ve never been.
In the sunshine
The memories flood back,
Floating down the river,
Trying to find that hidden track.

I’m missing you.
I’m missing you.

In the morning you’ll be gone.
Cigarette ash left over the sofa.
In the morning we will pass,
Memories come back of weeks ago, months ago.
The years they have gone,
But I can not get them back.
The tears they have stayed,
Moved away from my heart
And into my glass.

I’m missing you.
I’m missing you.

I’m missing your love,
I’m missing your love,
I’m missing your love.

I’m missing your love,
Missing your love,
Missing your love,
I’m missing your love tonight.
Missing your love,
Missing your love,
Missing your love.