Oh How I Miss You

Oh how I miss you,
As the Sun sets on the day;
Oh how I miss you,
Thoughts of you run through me as I lay.

Oh how I miss you,
Though your presence shall always be felt;
Oh how I miss you,
Though I embrace the hand of Love that has been dealt.

Oh how I miss you,
I miss you more than Life itself;
Oh how I miss you,
As I my dreams of you are as clear as a picture upon the shelf.

Oh how I miss you,
Your sweet voice I long to hear;
Oh how I miss you,
Til that day when I shall hold you near,






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