Miss You

Tradução


The Rolling Stones

Compositor: Keith Richards / Mick Jagger

I've been holding out so long
I've been sleeping all alone
Lord, I miss you
I've been hanging on the phone
I've been sleeping all alone
I want to kiss you

Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
You've been starring in my dreams
Lord, I miss you
I've been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It's just some friends of mine, that say

Hey, what's the matter, man?
We're gonna come around at twelve
With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you
We're gonna bring a case of wine
Hey, let's go mess and fool around
You know, like we used to

Oh, everybody waits so long
Oh, baby, why you wait so long?
Won't you come on?
Come on!

I've been walking in Central Park
Singing after dark
People think I'm crazy
I've been stumbling on my feet
Shuffling through the street
Asking people: What's the matter with you, boy?

Sometimes, I want to say to myself
Sometimes, I say
I won't miss you, child

I guess I'm lying to myself
It's just you and no one else
Lord, I won't miss you, child
You've been blotting out my mind
Fooling on my time
No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah

Lord, I miss you, child

Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah

Lord, I miss you child

Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah

Lord, I miss you child

Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aah

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