Missing You - 1959 Recording

I can't get myself together
Every hour I'm blue
I sit around and dream about
How much I'm missing you
Never thought I'd be so lonely
What am I to do?
I seem to lose my own perspective
When I'm not with you
I try to think of other things
To take you off my mind
But it's no use
For I can't produce
A thought of any other kind
Even if, yes, yes
Even if I count my blessings
Maybe this is true
I thank the Lord for all I have
But I'm still missing you
Even if I count my blessings
Maybe this is true
I'd thank the Lord for all I have
But I'm still missing you