Never luk for a Gud Face,
it"ll turn old one day;
Never luk for a Gud Skin,
it"ll wrinkle one day;
But luk for a loyal heart,
that"ll miss u every day.
Though I don''t write
or call you
as often as I would like to
I spend time every day
thinking about you
Sometimes it is
a memory of something we shared
Other times it is
an incident in my life
that I imagine myself
telling you about
No matter what it is
in my mind
I write and call you every day
and I miss you
You want me to act like we''ve never kissed, you want to forget; pretend we''ve never met , and I''ve tried and I''ve tried, but I haven''t yet... You walk by, and I fall to pieces.
