See How I Miss You - Bruce Cockburn
Rays of the moon make magic in the streets of the city All the people get strange but their faces look so pretty The walking graffiti, survivalist bums; Even the secret police shout that you're the one See how I miss you Every psychopath gets his own magazine these days I just read about how I can kill in a hundred ways But I don't want to cause anybody pain I only want to hold you in my arms again See how I miss you I watch this woman in a tight sequined lizard dress-- Tosses her hair like a sly caress She got midnight voice like a beckoning saint She got something special but you she ain't See how I miss you -- Toronto 11/1985
Artist: Bruce Cockburn
Title: See How I Miss You