Where is the missing
one, the missing one,
Where is the missing
one, the missing one.
There is a missing
person that I’ve just got to find.
Now just how long
they have been gone
I can’t say at this
time.
I glanced outside my
window surprisingly to see,
The reflection of a
broken man who looked somewhat like me.
I’m trying to find
my Whereabouts, what shall I do?
When nothing seems
to follow through.
In me, trying to
find my Whereabouts, I’m turning blue,
But wait I may have
found a clue.
My Whereabouts are
somewhere in yesterday with you.
Where is the missing
one, the missing one,
I looked inside an
album of happy photographs,
To try to match the
feeling, In the joy I used to have.
I travelled through
the moments that held a special place,
But every time what
came to mind is that smile upon your face.
I’m trying to find
my Whereabouts, what shall I do?
When nothing seems
to follow through.
In me, trying to
find my Whereabouts, I’m turning blue,
But wait I may have
found a clue.
My Whereabouts are
somewhere in yesterday with you.
Where is the missing
one, the missing one.
Where is the missing
one, the missing one.

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