Everyday
everyday i think of you
my love does you through and through
and when i turn to think of you
all emotions come into view
a sadness on my face is born
reliving the moment my heart was torn
and tears they still flood my eyes
the same as the moment i heard you died
but sadness is not the only thing
we had somethings that joy would bring
we had presents, cards and jealousy
so much we had, what did it mean
i still feel there can be no one else
and that God gave me you Himself
and somewhere out there on the otherside
beside the glory is my prize
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