Miss Missing You
Distance was my closest friend
Now my closest friend is you
Sounds funny but I wonder
If I don’t miss
Missing you
Missing you

You’re not here
You’re there
But still
Sitting on those stairs
You’re inside
You’re everywhere
I used to miss your breath
Your breast
Those long leg of yours

And I used to miss
Knocking at your door
And I used to miss saying
Bonjour ma belle with a smile
But I never missed saying goodbye
Distance was my closest friend
Now my closest friend is you
Sounds funny but I wonder
If I don’t miss
Missing you

Late down in the latе dark
I drew our bodies
With a bit of smoke
And lots of mеmories
While the perfume
On your pyjama slowly fades

And it turns to that cold cigarette smell

Like the sheets of my bed
I used to miss your breath
Your breast
Those long leg of yours
I used to miss
Knocking at your door
I used to miss saying
Ma chérie, shall we go
But i never missed saying « dijo »

Distance was my closest friend
Now my closest friend is you
Sounds funny but I wonder
If I don’t miss
Missing you