Still I hear those voices
From a time so long ago.
I see so many faces
But not the one I love and know.
I walk the same old streets,
Hear your footsteps just the same.
How I’d love to wake tomorrow
And walk with you once again.
Just to look into your eyes
And tell you about my day.
It’s those little things I miss
Since the day you went away.
I now pray to God in heaven
To keep you in his care,
To comfort you and heal this hurt
Until the day I meet you there.
