I awake in the middle of the night Something's missing The alarm rings, I get up, There's something I need... What it is escapes me... I shower and dress... Comb my hair, apply cologne... What is it in the back of my mind? That thing I want so bad... That haunting vaporous void in my life... What is that dragging weight Of want... One I can't even speak... Sometimes a glass of milk eases this empty feeling, Somedays it requires many glasses of wine, I can dull it, But it's always there Gnawing at my chance for inner fulfillment... This ghostly unhappiness, This unshakeable sense of loss It's not money Not fame And it's more specific than happiness It's what would bring happiness to me It teases me in its absence It twists my insides with its mystery What is it I so desperately need? It is you.