I Miss You کے بول

The cherries are rising, uprooted and flying Drifting further away Bittersweet when you see them, only seasonally eaten Overripe and the taste has changed Daisy says that I should call And when you'd spoken, you'd seemed well That I should come out and say it If I don't, I'd kick myself, so I miss you Cigarettes for my dinner, you say I'm getting thinner And soon I might wither away The buzz of the phone, when are you coming home? Please, can you pick a day Daisy says that I should call And when you'd spoken, you'd seemed well That I should come out and say it If I don't I'd kick myself, so I miss you I miss you Daisy says that I should call And when you'd spoken, you'd seemed well That I should come out and say it If I don't I'd kick myself, so I miss you I miss you