Missing

I dreamt we lived down by the sea
The water rushed through windows, we felt less empty
You wrote my name on a paper cup
I never knew I could want so much

I dreamt we lived down by the sea
It was a whistle in the wind that brought you to me
Scrunching dark water between your toes
Just wanted to say I think of you the most

Still look for you
In the second verse of our favourite tune
In the book you gave me, I always thumb through
You're still missing from me

We wore old swimsuits danced in April's early rain
Said in a whisper so nice to see you again
'Cause we were more than apparitions once in and out each other's dreams
Collecting all that's been

Still look for you
In the second verse of our favourite tune
In the book you gave me, I always thumb through
In the cafe that no longer serves any food

And I still go searching for us, for us
In stories, in every poem, on pieces of concrete, in fragments of dust
I still go searching for us, for us
But it's never enough, no it's never enough

Still look for you
In the second verse of our favourite tune
In the book you gave me, I always thumb through
In the cafe that no longer serves any food

You're still missing from me (missing, missing)
You're still missing from me (missing, missing)
You're still missing from me (missing, missing)
You're...(missing, missing)