The Right to Say ‘I miss you’     (music and lyrics by Amanda Mehl © March 2005)
 
 
Lying next to him I wanted to touch his skin
I held my breath so as not to say something
 
Standing in front of him I wanted to let him in
I answered as he asked about my spirit
 
Sometimes nothing is the hardest thing to do
When your hand is on my knee and my lips are so close to you
 
I don’t envy any of us, for the lessons that we learn
I don’t like the way hearts, close up after they burn
Mmm mmm
 
I still listen to the tape you made I still think about
The way you fed berries to that little girl we met, so tenderly
 
You know you saved me that night when my Other fell apart
letting me lie with you beneath the stars, taking me home far past the midnight hour
 
Did you know that when you showed me round your world, and pointed out the sun
all the shadows fell behind me
 
I don’t envy any of us, for the lessons we must that we learn
I don’t like the way hearts, close up after they burn
Do I have to take a turn?
 
What about the songs we sang all along the road, the maps we followed, what about the sand dunes and sunburn and that early morning in San Diego?
 
What about the gypsy girl in the Seattle market, what about the sound of technicolors, and coming back to say ‘I love you’, what about those letters we wrote all summer?
 
I am not satisfied, I should not mourn you like a lover, you were never mine
Do I have the right, to say ‘I miss you’?
 
I don’t envy any of us, for the lessons we must learn
I don’t like the way hearts, close up after they burn
I guess it was my turn
 
Lying next to him I wanted to touch his skin
I held my breath so as not to say something