when the blades in my gut start to spin
and i lose my focus
and no matter what i do to get you out of my head
doesn't work
that's when i'm missing you

and when the long gray winter of seattle
becomes my best friend
the endless mud and rain
praying for it to never end
that's when i'm missing you

now i will be lonely
no one will ever love me like you did
no one will ever trust me with their most intimate secrets again
and i have no one to tell mine to

i don't want to move on
because i need some time
to mourn the loss
of something i held so tight
for so long

God i miss you