I Miss Myself, Sometimes

Kristiane

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Run out of ways to go
On your way home
I lost that friend a while back
She never knew me
How sad is that?

God, I hate this city more and more
I heard it snowed in New York
My sister told me she was happier
I cried through the phone, I did
I miss myself, sometimes
I loved her like a friend of mine
If I still remembered how to find her, I, I'd hold her for a while
And hold my breath, oh, hold my breath again

Run out of lies to tell
In the hours or two and so?
I try to phone somebody
And I'd be lonelier
Tryin' to explain myself to you, you

I miss myself, sometimes
I loved her like a friend of mine
If I still remembered how to find her, I, I'd hold her for a while
And hold my breath, oh, hold my breath again

I miss you
And I wish I knew how to love you then
I'm sorry, I am
I miss you
And I wish I knew how to love you then
I'm sorry, I am
I am