I'll Only Miss Her (When I Think Of Her)

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 of a phrase
 Things I found hard to praise, right now, would seem sublime
 And 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
 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.