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
if i could stop time i would stop it
every time you looked at me, smiled at me,
waved at me, or hugged me,
just so the moment could last a little longer.
If V Discovrd Tht V
Only Had 5 Mins Left 2
Say All Dat V Wantd 2
Say. Evry Telephone
Booth Wud b Ocupied
By Ppl Calling Other Ppl
2 Stammer That They
LUVD Them ... (:
