Today, I miss you I miss you, don't think he's gonna come through for me Oh it's you I've always called my baby And baby, you know I don't think he's gonna come through for me Oh but the Sun is making up now Four hymns on [?] Silently screaming out my name with Every [?] of shame Over and over again Over and over again Over and over and over again Let it all come down, let it all surround Always remember my name Till the house lights up Cheer my worries out Paper to a flame You know I don't think he's gonna come through for me We had a transportable Christmas tree And [?] the whole family In a strangers bedroom she came to me On Christmas eve and squeezed me She said: No place like home No place like home No place like home There no place like home Today, baby In early May I miss you