Like the Deserts Miss the Rain (lyrics in part)

Oh, the best midnight snack? Wunderbreat toast, with peanut budder and strawl-barry jamb. You may wonder why the mis-spellings, given my penchant for grammar and correctness? Um, on account-a-because it's 4 a.m. and hate waking up and my brain is flying. The toast thing is totally something my gramma cole used to do. Not for midnight snacks, but for mid-morning snackz.

Sidebar: Gramma Cole's house was a myriad of scents and tastes. Cold coffee, cigarette smoke, Palm Olive dish washing liquid, yucky bathroom smell after someone used it, and pledge dusting polish.

Almost a tie between Anne Murray's Another Sleepless Night... but I'm getting ready to go back to bed, and plus, I'm not sleepless because of the reason Ms. Murray sites in her song; I'm lonely. Therefore you guys get the sad and lonely version tonight.

It has a great beat, you can dance to it like the Roxbury Boys and furthermore, you can croon it when you miss your loved one.

by Everything but the Girl

I step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
and past your door
But you don't live there any more

It's years since you've been there
But now you've disappeared somewhere
like outer space
You've found some better place

And I miss you -
like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you -
like the deserts miss the rain

Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead
of everyone
We'd walk behind while you would run

I look up at your house
And I can almost hear you shout
down to me
Where I always used to be

And I miss you -
like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you -
like the deserts miss the rain