Memories of you and I are but a happy-ache, I think of when, ask my tears! I just wish I could send you A drop of those tears, That I'm shedding for you, And, through that tear drop, Let you see my love for you. Without me having to utter it! And now, I just wish I were but standing Beside you, holding your hands, And, your's at me with feelings. Me gazing into your eyes. Let you know the firm-grip of our band, For you hold the best part of me, You'll know, I value our soul-ties, Without me having to utter it! Without me having to utter it... You already have it, my Soul! And if ever a day comes to you, To doubt my love for you, Just close your eyes, And, open your heart, think of me, Good and bad, everything about me, As to you my image clear-appear, Think of us together, Then, ask yourself, "Do I love him?" Yes, our separation is but for a while apart. When again, I think together of us, Starts lonely melody in heart, Yet, Hope convince, us Together forever, before too long! This is but a forlorn song, To you I sing, "I miss you, Love!" And I know, likewise, you, too, do. Without me having to utter it! Without me having to utter it!