I´ll Only Miss Her When I Think Of Her

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 a phrase

Things I f    ound 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      heart hears

Maybe in time, I guess,

The longing will grow the slight – est     bit less

And there will be moments, yes, w      hen it dis – ap – pears;

I’ll        bet      I for – get      her    com – plete – ly

In a – bout a hun – dred years