Being here with you
Or you here with me
That is how I always
Thought that it should be.
But now that you are gone
I find that I’m alone.
I wish that we could be
Together once again.
With you right here beside me
Loving me again.
If only you were here
To show me right from wrong,
To help me play my music
And then to sing my song.
To help me pass the night away
And greet the dawn.
April 14, 1978
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