Running Out

It's not the miles It's not the minutes between us It's not the days that I'm counting Down until I see ya It's not the pillow that I'm holding Instead of you When I'm sleeping That's not the issue I'm just running out of ways to say I miss you It's not the loneliness It's not the table for one It's not the single glass of red wine On the counter when the day is done It's not the lack of your laughter I'm dying to hear in person That's not the issue I'm just running out of ways to say I miss you To say I miss you I am running out of ways I am running out of ways I am running out of ways I am running out of ways I am running out of ways I am running out of ways To say I miss you I am running out of ways To say I miss you