i think of you when i see the sunset over the trees,

i think of you when i hear the crickets sing,

i think of you when i smell the ocean breeze,

i think of you when i feel the warm sun on my skin,

i miss you every minute of every lonesome day that passes,

i miss your fingers in mine,

i smile when i think of memories shared,

and shed a tear when i think of all the moments we let pass us by,

days like these are when the memories come alive,

your eyes always told a story,

but never could i read your mystery.