I'll only miss her When I think of her And I'll think of her... All the time Likely I'll spend my days Hearing her turn a phrase Things I found to praise right now Would seem sublime... The truth is I'll only miss her When some stranger laughs Cause it's still her laugh My heart hears Maybe in time I guess... The longing will grow the slightest bit less And there will be moments, yes When it disappears... I'll bet I forget her completely... In about a hundred years