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
