When i hear a sad song over the radio -
or catch a whisper among the leaves in the wind...
when i hear laughter under the trees,in the park -
or the sound of a morning storm brewing in the dark...
and fierce winds churning up a distant cloud of dust -
or when clear blue skies turn murky with threatening clouds...
i'll remember you... driving around the countryside alone -
and wonder if you are thinking of blue skies, and happy times...?
When i see rose petals, fading in the shade -
or a lonely-looking bird searching for its lost mate...
when i see forlorn faces wandering in the park -
or a single pair of footprints tracing another in the sand...
i'll be asking,"Where is your mate...?" -
"Is she no longer near...? Is that why you are sad?"
And when i hear the wolf howl in the moonlit night -
i'll be wondering if such a tortured cry speaks of missing its mate...?
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