Your smile lights up a room, like a candle in the dark, and warms me through and through,
And I guess that I had dreamed we would never be apart, but that dream did not come true.

And missing you is just a part of living,
And missing you feels like a way of life,
I'm living out the life that I've been given,
But, baby, I still wish you were mine.

And I cannot hear the telephone jangle on the wall, and not feel a hopeful thrill,
And I cannot help but smile at any news of you at all, and I guess I always will.

'Cause missing you is just a part of living,
And missing you feels like a way of life,
I'm living out the life that I've been given,
But, baby, I still wish you were mine, hey, yeah.

Missing you is just a part of living,
Missing you feels like a way of life,
I'm living out the life I've been given,
Baby, I still wish you were mine,
I'm living out the life that I've been given,
But, baby, I still wish you were mine.