Being Here Without You
I am living in a world where the wind no longer blows through your hair my love And the warmth of the sun no longer falls upon your face Sometimes I feel like I am doing something wrong Being here without you As if someone is going to stop me in the mall and demand an explanation I know in my mind that for both of us I will carry on But sometimes my heart tries to rule the day Happy fortieth anniversary Sweetheart
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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