Oh to miss everyone everywhere all the time

I will be in your city but you are busy that is fine

I used to take it bad but now I’ve learned to deal

To make it about me is to make your life unreal

Cause you got so much going on why the problem be that you hate my band now?

Truly I must decide

That the only path through this life

Is to know that I'm worth people's care

And not demand proof of that everywhere

Could I truly believe?

That I am what you need?

That your failure to call

Isn't my failure at all?

And instead of worrying my whole day long

About who took the time and who has done me wrong

I could expand the lake from which I'm pulling my zeal

And give freely to all those who are wanting more Neil

I could chill