We Miss You

October 1997 by Flying Stone

Verse 1
You have to go out
Manage your life for your own
There is a lot of stupid
Work to do, every day

You, you, you are gone
Empty room
We miss you
Take care, take care

Verse 2
School time has run out
Oh, so hard to make up your mind
Now you’ve fixed your decision
You start to work for your job

Verse 3
We’ve packed your things
Into the car, piece for piece
Tears and laughter are with you
As you move to the other town

© 1997 Flying Stone