I miss the voice that calls my name
I miss the hand that holds me securely
I miss the words that enlivens my day
I miss those eyes that see my soul
I miss the way you call my name
Along with the way you hold my hand
I miss you dearly how you love me
And how you tell me you do
I long to hear that voice again
I hope to feel your hand brush against mine
I hope to see those eys
And I hope to be loved by you as long as I have life
It''s so easy, To think about Love, To Talk about Love, To wish for Love, But it''s not always easy, To recognize Love, Even when we hold it.... In our hands
Love Comes to Those Who,
Still Hope Although They''ve ,
Been Disappointed,
To Those Who Still Believe,
Although They''ve Been Betrayed,
To Those Who Still Love Although,
They''ve Been Hurt Before !
Till I Die Or Till She Understand
Dat Something Is Wrong
Which Makes Us Feel Sad
Dats The Day Wen I Can Say Happily Dat
Nothings Wrong
Its You And Me Once More
