What I Miss The Most

(Michael Britt/Richie McDonald/Frank Myers) I hear the sound of gentle rain Like teardrops on the windowpane A priceless smile in a wooden frame beside the bed I stare at the ceiling and talk to the walls I lay here alone and imagine it all As a river of memories rush through my head I can almost taste your kiss as I think about how much I miss. Your hungry eyes, your satin skin The sound of your voice whisperin' The love I feel inside your heart When you're wrapped up in my arms so close That's what I miss the most. I try to rest but sleep won't come My body aches and my mind is numb Shadows fall as the morning sun begins to rise Another day without you here Has it been weeks or has it been years I find it getting harder to keep track of time I breath in and I breath out But it's getting tough to live without. Your hungry eyes, your satin skin The sound of your voice whisperin' The love I feel inside your heart When you're wrapped up in my arms so close That's what I miss the most What I miss the most. I can almost taste your kiss as I think about how much I miss Your hungry eyes, your satin skin The sound of your voice whisperin' The love I feel inside your heart When you're wrapped up in my arms so close That's what I miss the most...