I miss you when you are not
In the same room as me
And when you are’nt in the house
I often rush to see
Who rang the bell, who’s at the door
Hoping it would be you
And if it is, I feel belonging
Stir in me anew
We’ve known each other 40 years
And I think its too soon
Of this I am sure, you will agree
To end our honeymoon
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