Miss U by Gemma
I collected greatness when you were not around
I had cushions and clouds, softest I have found
But none of what I’m saying is real
No none of what I’m saying is real
I might miss you, but I won’t show it
Yeah I miss you, but I won’t show it
Not again
So I slept on it. I thought about what it meant for me, how many times I’ve felt swept,
how many times I’ve felt left, and it’s not so bad, turns out you’re just really really
busy like everyone else living here… where does the time go, right? Right?
I might miss you, but I won’t show it
Yeah I miss you, but I won’t show it
And I, I miss you, I
And I, I miss you, I
It’s so silly in its simplicity
It’s just something that I’m itching to get out
(On the way to certainty or not)
(Awful close to certainty or not)
It’s so silly in its simplicity
It’s just something that I’ve been meaning to get out
But none of what I’m saying is real, no none of what I’m saying is real.
I might miss you but I won’t show it
Yeah I miss you but I won’t show it
