Feeling mighty lonely;
Yes, getting pow'ful blue;
Dearie, here's the answer:
I'm missing, missing you.
Rain beats 'gainst the window,
Or skies are bright and blue;
Doesn't seem to matter—
I'm missing, missing you.
Days are long and tiresome,
And nights seem endless, too;
Slumber is a stranger—
I'm missing, missing you.
Writing rhyme is easy,
'Bout all that I can do;
Ev'ry word in English
Now wants to rhyme with You.
If I thought, my dearie,
That you missed me, too,
I should then be happy
In missing, missing you.
Joy lives close to Sadness,
The steps are short and few:
Changing just one letter
Makes "missing" "kissing" you.