bullshitz

In this letter is a picture, which got taken when I cried,
I just want you to know that I miss you every time

I make coffe in the morning, I turn on the radio,
I think of you in the morning, when I'm supposed to go

I look out of the window, people say: She's gone again,
Well, if I could you know, I'd sat myself on a plain.

But you know it's not over, you mean too much to me,
Everytime I close my eyes, your face is what I see.