Tingle in your heart
I am gone but not forgotten
Cos you think of me each day
You talk to my old photographs
To say what you want to say
You sit down in your favourite chair
And ask me silly questions
You need to know if i'm still there
Cos you can't see my impression
When you take the dog for a walk
And you stand over my grave
I stand next to you as you talk
About the love that we both gave
You go there in all weathers
An excuse to walk the dog
I can hear you just as clear
Without you being in the fog
If you need to really know
We are never far apart
Just talk and you will know i'm there
With a tingle in your heart
Written by David Boyce
30th December 2006
DavidBoyce©2006
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