Love is such a funny thing
It means you're happy when you cry
The longing that you feel for one
The hurt when you must say goodbye

Love's supposed to make you happy
But no one's happy all the time
It hurts so much to miss someone
And that's love's only crime

Should our love keep growing
As it does each passing day
I'll only smile when you're around
And cry while you're away

Whenever you're not here with me
I have you on my mind
And even though I miss you so
I know you'll be with me, in time

But, until that day has come
I'll have to say I miss you so
'Cause soon you will be here with me
And soon, again, you'll have to go

 

For: Diane Tucker
November 1985