Writer(s): cahn/van heusen
Ill only miss her, when I think of her
And Ill think of her, all the time
Likely Ill spend my days - hearing her turn of phrase
Things I found hard to praise - right now, would seem sublime
The truth is...
Ill only miss her, when some stranger laughs
cause its 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
Ill bet Ill forget her completely - in about a hundred years
