See How I Miss You
All the people get strange but their faces look so pretty
All the walking graffiti, survivalist bums
Even the secret police shout that you're the one
See how I miss you?
See how I miss you?
Every psychopath gets his own magazine these days
I just read about how I can kill in a hundred ways
But I don't want to cause anybody pain
I only want to hold you in my arms again
See how I miss you?
See how I miss you?
I watch this woman in a tight sequined lizard dress
Tosses her scarlet hair like a sly caress
She got a midnight voice like some beckoning saint
She got something special, but you she ain't
See how I miss you?
See how I miss you?
See how I miss you? (Hey you, hey you)
See how I miss you? (Hey you, hey you)
See how I miss you? (Hey you, hey you)
See how I miss you? (Hey you, hey you)
See how I miss you? (Hey you, hey you)
See how I miss you? (Hey you, hey you)
Autor(es): Bruce Cockburn