Last December, got here on the wrong day It was too late, the soup had gotten cold And the falling hearts and smiles from my heart With a story I wish that you could know And I, I miss you And I, I miss you Amazed at walking with me Like you did every day to school Now I wonder if you'd be proud That I made the soup on my own And I, I miss you And I, I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you
