Sunday
Sunday morning, I wipe the sleep out of my eyes.I reach out to touch you and you're gone.
It took a moment, then I realized.
Last night was just a dream, I'm alone.
Girl, I really miss you.
I really want to kiss you.
I need to hold in my arms so tight.
Girl, I really miss you.
You know I want to kiss you.
I wish we were together, tonight.
Lazy Sunday, I'm running errands around town.
Playing taxidad, there is no doubt.
I think of you and my frown turns upside down.
I smile because you've turned me inside out.
Girl, I really miss you.
I really want to kiss you.
I need to hold in my arms so tight.
Girl, I really miss you.
You know I want to kiss you.
I wish we were together, tonight.
Sunday evening, the sun drops from the sky.
I wish we were together holding hands.
The weekend's over, a tear forms in my eye.
Some day soon we need to make future plans.
Girl, I really miss you.
I really want to kiss you.
I need to hold in my arms so tight.
Girl, I really miss you.
You know I want to kiss you.
I wish we were together, tonight.
Poetry by Bob Simpson
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Written on 2010-03-08 at 01:07
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