As I hear birds sing outside my window pane,
I think of you and of your favorite song,
playing it over and over again,
just to feel you near me once again.
I remember the seasons in the sun changing,
one by one drifting, and coming back to Spring,
though we may have been far apart,
you have always been dear to my heart.
Never cared for what they say,
for I remember you in a loving way,
you gave me hugs that were so true,
I never let go of my tender feelings for you.
I pray you're in harmony, with angels close to you,
may they be singing and playing their harps for you,
and I pray your hear me singing along,
each time I play your favorite song.
