My Precious Friend, Heather
The only reason my heart is blue
Well I just keep thinking of you.
Are you with someone or all alone?
Maybe you're crying by the telephone.
Why can't I find you today?
To have you with me, I pray.
To see your great beautiful face.
With no doubt I'll win that race.
So here I sit wondering where you are.
Hope we're wishing on the same star.
Somebody tell me if I will ever
Get to see my Precious Friend Heather.
Copyright © Mark Mason | Year Posted 2016
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