I miss her
because I let her in the home of my soul
gave her the key and free will.
Sometimes I miss her laughter
as it echoes inside my mind,my head.
Sometimes I miss her smile
as it flashes in my eyes.
Sometimes I miss her kisses
the warm embrace of her lips.
Sometimes I wish I could have done,
more for me,for her ,for us.
Probably I will remember her
to the day I am gone,
never going to see her,
never is going to be what it was.
because I let her in the home of my soul
gave her the key and free will.
Sometimes I miss her laughter
as it echoes inside my mind,my head.
Sometimes I miss her smile
as it flashes in my eyes.
Sometimes I miss her kisses
the warm embrace of her lips.
Sometimes I wish I could have done,
more for me,for her ,for us.
Probably I will remember her
to the day I am gone,
never going to see her,
never is going to be what it was.
