Den galne kocken

There are no unachievable goals
 There are no unsaveable souls
 No legitimate kings or queens, do You know what I mean? yeah

There are no indisputable truths
And there aint no fountain of youth
Each night when the day is through,
I dont ask much
I just want you

I miss your touch, your gentle caress.
I miss my fingers down your back.
I miss your brown flowing hair.
I miss your eyes, those gentle eyes.
I miss your smile, your laugh.
I miss your humour and your sarcasm.
I miss your sadness and your tears.

I miss you.