When I'm feeling lonely I sit and chat with you,
and though you do not answer me
your smile makes me less blue.
In your eyes I see a loving glow,
reflections from a heart that's true;
A heart that from the first I longed to know.
The sunlight that dances on your hair
grows more brilliant having taken chance
to share it's radiant warmth with one as fair.
your hands...to hold in mine...your lips to softly kiss
are reservations in my dreams
that in waking I will miss.
As I gaze at you...I cry and too I laugh;
Remembering our cut-short past.
Thank you for the memories...oh, and too the photograph.
