I wish you were here with me
So that I could tell you how I care.
Every time I think of beauty,
I think of you.
I wish I could just reach out
And touch your lovely face.
When tender thoughts come to mind,
I think of you.
I wish I could hold you again
And feel the warmth of love.
When I need a reason to smile,
I think of you.
I wish that you had never left
‘Cause now I’m so alone,
And every time I turn around
I think of you.
Feb. 18, 1979
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