I am awake in hours that should be closed. Something's on my mind, it's eating me. It's this time of year, I'm drifting away in it because you were here...last year. I miss your smile, your smell, I miss just being in this place with you. I miss you, whoever you are. Wherever your head rests tonight, I hope with everything left in me that you are happy and that maybe in some distant dream you're having...maybe you'll think about me.