I realize why I am blue,
as I start to think of you:
This time we spend apart,
pulls heavily upon my heart.
It is sad to know;
that sometimes we must part and go.
Our love will grow strong;
it does not matter how long, we are apart.
When for you I long,
I will play our song;
Our love will last,
even as time goes past.
If the tears do come while I’m away;
Remember, I will return‑ so sit tight, don’t move, don’t
stray.
wil becker
1991
