Crater

I miss my pillow in my bed

It used to hold your pretty head

So I could smell you when you're gone

I miss the smile upon your head

It holds the words you never said

I wish I could hear them

I wish I could hear them

I want to cradle all your fears

I want to lick up all your tears

I want to wash your dirty feet

And hold you up when you are weak

I miss the little charms you made

I never once thought they were fake

And if they made me fall in love with you

You didn't need them

Sometimes I wish that I could die

And meet you up there in the sky

Cause you're in heaven

Where else would you be?