Anonymous“Pictures on the nightstand, TV’s on in the den
Your house is waiting, your house is waiting
For you to walk in, for you to walk in…
but you’re missing, you’re missing.
You’re missing when I shut out the lights.
You’re missing when I close my eyes.
You’re missing when I see the sun rise.
You’re missing.
Children are asking if it’s alright, will you be in our arms tonight?
Morning is morning, the evening falls
I got too much room in my bed, too many phone calls,
“How’s everything, everything
everything, everything?”
But you’re missing, you’re missing.”
“You’re Missing”—-Bruce Springsteen
