In the cemetery, he sits and says:
I missed you, I miss you, it is so lonely without you.
It's lonely like a long truck drive, further than atlases know.
He sits by the headstone and says,
I miss you, are you better where you are now?
What is it like, I miss you
(Do you miss me? Do you miss me?)
He sits and asks her these things for long hours.
She leaves at sunset,
she leaves the flowers on his grave
saying, "I'll come visit soon."
(Not too soon, oh do I miss you.)
She says "I'll see you soon."
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