I Miss You
Joshua Keogh, Henry Wyeth, Tomas Sperring, Ben Allen
The cherries are rising
Uprooted and flying
Drifting further away
Bittersweet when you see them
Only seasonally eaten
Overripe and the taste has changed
Daisy says that I should call
And when you’d spoken you’d seemed well
That I should come out and say it
And if I don’t I’d kick myself
So I miss you
Cigarettes for my dinner
You say I’m getting thinner
And soon I might wither away
The buzz of the phone
“When are you coming home?
Please can you pick a day?”
Daisy says that I should call
And when you’d spoken you’d seemed well
That I should come out and say it
And if I don’t I’d kick myself
So I miss you
Daisy says that I should call
And when you’d spoken you’d seemed well
That I should come out and say it
And if I don’t I’d kick myself
So I miss you
I miss you