That Something That's Missing

When I sit with my friends, and we drink by the bar

We're having the best times we can,

And there's nothing more fine, than a glass of good whiskey

That needs to be refilled again.

And throughout all that fun, and the loughs and the drinks

And there's nothing in the world we can't do,

There's still something that's missing

That something that's missing,

That something that's missing is you.

The money's no good when you are all alone

It won't warm you at the end of the day,

And the whiskey is finished, and the friends are all gone

And my heart is with you, far away.

So I stay up awake, and I play my guitar, and I'm braking my heart in two,

For that something that's missing

That something that's missing

That something that's missing is you.

Won't you reach out your hand for that man that you love?

Won't you be here with me through the night?

Will you ever know how I miss you, baby?

How I miss holding you tight...

And the love never left, and you know that I'm here,

And together we're more than just two,

And that hole in my heart needs that something that's missing,

And that something that's missing is you.

If you'll know how I'm missing...

That something that's missing...

And that something that's missing is you.

Dotan Mazor, Sept. 2008