Writer(s): Cahn/Van Heusen
I`ll only miss her, when I think of her
And I`ll think of her, all the time
Likely I`ll spend my days - hearing her turn of phrase
Things I found hard to praise - right now, would seem sublime
The truth is...
I`ll Only miss her, when some stranger laughs
`Cause it`s still her laugh - my hearts hears
Maybe in time - I guess, the longing will grow, the slightest bit less
And there will be moments - yes - when it disappears
I`ll bet I`ll forget her completely - in about a hundred years
