Missing - William Michael Morgan
I bet my friends are wondering Where I am or if I'm still alive They're worried over nothing they should know I'm perfectly fine It's just a mood I get in now and then When I need to get my head clear I turn off my phone get lost get gone and flat out disappear Well there ain't no telling where I'm bound The big city or the country a little beach town But you wont find me 'cause I can't be found I'm on a mission, to be missing I'll be back some day I just don't know when Till then I'll be a feather floating, in the wind So don't cha go missing me 'Cause sometimes missing is my favorite place to be I bet the grass is three feet high And the mailbox is full of bills Hundred messages I need to check and when I get the chance I will But right now I'm busy taking it easy Can't worry bout stuff like that My only concern is a left or a right turn somewhere on a map Well there ain't no telling where I'm bound The big city or the country a little beach town But you won't find me 'cause I can't be found I'm on a mission, to be missing I'll be back some day I just don't know when Till then I'll be a feather floatin', in the wind So don't cha go missing me 'Cause sometimes missing is my favorite place to be I love those locations where nobody knows my name How long I'll be stayin' is always subject to change Well there ain't no telling where I'm bound The big city or the country a little beach town But you won't find me 'cause I can't be found I'm on a mission, to be missing I'll be back some day I just don't know when Till then I'll be a feather floatin', in the wind So don't cha go missing me 'Cause sometimes missing is my favorite place to be
Artist: William Michael Morgan
Title: Missing