I'll only miss her
When I think of her
And I'll think of her...
All the time

Likely I'll spend my days
Hearing her turn a phrase
Things I found to praise right now
Would seem sublime...

The truth is
I'll only miss her
When some stranger laughs
Cause it's 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