and I give you a smile,
I’ve said those words so many
times – but never heard you reply!
You ask me if I think of you
when we’re many miles apart;
how can I say those soothing words
when you don’t miss me, sweetheart?
You ask me if I long for your touch,
oh what an unfamiliar phrase!
The stars above seem easier to reach
if I stay still, like this, and gaze!
You ask what has become of us,
we’re friends, I say, it’s better that way;
next time we meet we might have a chance
to gossip and laugh, and remember the day!