There’s Something Missing Frank Sinatra

There's something missing in the way you say hello, baby
Your words don't have that feeling anymore
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?