2002 - Tom
I miss you most on sunny days
When there’s a breeze and birds are singing
And stormy nights when lightening zings
And thunder’s ringing
And times like this when I am down
You’d call as if you’d heard my weeping
And bedtimes when we told our day
And said our love yous before sleeping.
I think I may miss you forever
Unless, of course, we get together.
