I'll Only Miss Her When I Think of Her

I'll Only Miss Her When I Think Of Her

And I’ll think of her all the time

Lately I spend my day hearing her turn a phrase

Things I find hard to praise

Right now would be sublime

Oh, the truth is: I’ll only miss her when some stranger laughs

‘Cause its 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