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 late dark I drew our bodies With a bit of smoke And lots of memories 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 Thinking about it I still do