Miss You

I've been holding out so long

I've been sleeping all alone

Lord I miss you

I've been hanging on the phone

I've been sleeping all alone

I want to kiss you

Well, I've been haunted in my sleep

You've been starring in my dreams

Lord I miss you

I've been waiting in the hall

Been waiting on your call

When the phone rings

It's just some friends of mine that say,

"Hey, what's the matter man?

We're gonna come around at twelve

With some Puerto Rican girls

that are just dying to meet you

We're gonna bring a case of wine

Hey, let's go mess and fool around

You know, like we used to"

Oh, everybody waits so long

Oh, baby why you wait so long

Won't you come on, come on!

I've been walking in Central Park

Singing after dark

People think I'm crazy

I've been stumbling on my feet

Shuffling through the street

Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?"

Sometimes I want to say to myself

Sometimes I say, I won't miss you child

I guess I'm lying to myself

It's just you and no one else

Lord I won't miss you child