I’m writing this as I sit here crying, missing you br The voice is behind me, insulting me, taunting me br Deliberately trying to upset me br And it’s working br With every snide remark, I cry harder and more bitterly br As every tear falls, my heart is broken br As it hits the floor, that little piece of me shatters br br I’m writing this as I sit here crying, missing youbr br Kay Conlonbr br