Missing - William Michael Morgan

Written by：Marv Green/Rhett Akins

I bet my friends are wondering

Where I am or if I'm still alive

They're worried over nothing they should know

I'm perfectly fine

It's just a mood I get in now and then

When I need to get my head clear

I turn off my phone get lost get gone and flat out disappear

Well there ain't no telling where I'm bound

The big city or the country a little beach town

But you won't find me cause I can't be found

I'm on a mission to be missing

I'll be back some day I just don't know when

Till then I'll be a feather floating in the wind

So don't you go missing me

Cause sometimes missing is my favorite place to be

I bet the grass is three feet high

And the mailbox is full of bills

100 messages I need to check and when I get the chance I will

But right now I'm busy taking it easy

Can't worry bout stuff like that

My only concern is a left or a right turn somewhere on a map

Well there ain't no telling where I'm bound

The big city or the country a little beach town

But you won't find me cause I can't be found

I'm on a mission to be missing

I'll be back some day I just don't know when

Till then I'll be a feather floating in the wind

So don't you go missing me

Cause sometimes missing is my favorite place to be

I love those locations where nobody knows my name

How long I'll be staying is always subject to change

Well there ain't no telling where I'm bound

The big city or the country a little beach town

But you won't find me cause I can't be found

I'm on a mission to be missing

I'll be back some day I just don't know when

Till then I'll be a feather floating in the wind

So don't you go missing me

Cause sometimes missing is my favorite place to be