Entrada : Missing the train every morning at eight fifty two Sipping coffee from the same cup as you The sharing of secrets we thought no one else knew That's what I miss about you The new way that love had made me see Your bashful grin when you asked if I would like your key The knowing way you use to caress me That's what I miss about you You stole in with your starry smile exciting me Driving with you in your new car, feeling free And if it's true that love is blind, then I was blind willingly You made me feel we had a future, that could be and would be The way you said I'd be no-one on my own Your habit of soaking yourself in over-priced cologne The way you turned the light out when I knew you were home That's what I don't miss about you I bet your using your weary magic like it's new Driving so fast with a new fool beside you Presumably believing she's the last of the lucky few I wonder if she knows she being lied to like I do The way I only doubted myself when I was with you Like I was wrong for expecting something from life too Your skill of putting me down in front of everyone we knew That's what I don't miss about you Diminuirndo -------------------------------------- *To Fatuxa