is it the silence 'round six am
strange rumours comin' from the third floor
the leakin' water tap
or the voices down the corridor

oh yeah I miss it all
oh yeah I miss it all

are it the boa's and scarfs 'round your mirror
or the little candles burnin'
we made shadows like dancin' figures
yeah, the joints we smoked

oh yeah I miss it all
oh yeah I miss it all

but the first five minutes of waking up
that's what I miss the most
sweet smell and soft words
it felt like coming home
I ran through these walls of fantasy
oh these wild trips of the mind
just two bodies being one
and I couldn't help myself

ooh now I miss it all
now I miss it all

are it your curtains draped in style
or the late-night visits of a so sweet junk
the tears of a fragile nymph
yeah the nights we were drunk

oh yeah I miss it all
oh yeah I miss it all

now I miss it all
now I miss it all
now I miss it all
now I miss it all


tekst en muziek: Kathleen Vandenhoudt
(c) La Strada Music