Sometimes I wish I could not only act like it doesn't matter to me.
I wish I could believe it but obviously you're not here.
It's taking place again, when the awakenings seem so hard, when I sweat all forces right down my face.
You rest at me, is hard to forget a whole life watching you, touching you. Will I get used to that?
I know everything should have its chance to end and I don't know who I am if you're not here.
If you're not screaming my name.
I can't stop missing you.
I'm missing you.
I miss you but it's not my style giving up.
I'm missing you.
Can't find a war nor reason why not my leg or my arm.
There's no more hope to say goodbye.
Say goodbye.
My best friends stand here by my side to say everything is fine, is gonna be okay.
There's no reason to worry about the way you've seen her off, what really cares is already done.
And they are right in what they say, That's what you would have done first.
So here I'm not gonna stay
I can't stop missing you.
I'm missing you.
I miss you but it's not my style giving up.
I'm missing you.
Sometimes I wish I could not only act like it doesn't matter to me.
I wish I could believe it but obviously you're not here.