There’s Something Missing - Frank Sinatra

There’s something missing in the way you say hello

Baby, your words don’t have that feeling any more

Every time you hold me in your arms

It seems we’re miles apart

Am I the one you’re holding in your heart?

There’s something missing in the way your lips touch mine

Baby, I miss the flame that came with every kiss

Is it only my imagination at play

That tells me that there is someone new

Or must I really go on missing you?

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Is it only my imagination at play

That tells me that there is someone new

Or must I really go on missing you?