One day where I'll be gone, trying To forget what we've done. Drive me Three more miles away. Hope our Four wheels will be okay Five days, I'm being stuck. Every Six months running out of luck and memory Seven rules on list. I can Name eight things that I miss I miss those pictures in your frames The same as skating in the dark Can not tell how much I miss those rains When we were hiding in the park I miss those sleepless nights and talks I miss the clouds eclipsing Sun I miss that tremble my voice I miss you more than I miss anyone