All the Time
Hearing but never seeing,
Reaching but never touching.
With love on my mind,
You I think about all the time.
I talk to you day
After day.
With few words at best,
With love on my mind,
You I think about all the time.
I love to hear your vioice.
I would love to see your smile.
With love on my mind,
You I think about all the time.
Copyright © Amber Davis | Year Posted 2010
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