...mIsSiNg:


Please, please forgive me,
but I won't be home again.
Maybe someday you'll look up,
and, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:
Isn't something missing?

You won't cry for my absence, I know -
you forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?

Even now I'm the sacrifice,
you won't try for me, not now.
Though I´d die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?

Please, please forgive me,
but I won't be home again.
I know what you do to yourself
I breath deep and cry out:
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?

Even now I'm the sacrifice,
you won't try for me, not now.
Though I´d die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?

And if I bleed, I'll bleed,
knowing you don't care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you
awake without you there,
isn't something missing?
Isn't something...

Even now I'm the sacrifice,
you won't try for me, not now.
Though I´d die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?