There`s something missing in the way you say hello,
Baby, your words don`t have that feeling any more,
Every time you hold me in your arms,
it seems we`re miles apart.
Am I the one you`re holding in your heart?
There`s something missing in the way your lips touch mine.
Baby, I miss the flame that came with every kiss.
Is it only my imagination at play
That tells me that there is someone new,
Or must I really go on missing you?
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Is it only my imagination at play
That tells me that there is someone new,
Or must I really go on missing you?