The hardest thing I've had to do,
Is knowing that I'd have to choose,
Between what is right,
And what is wrong,
And knowing that I'd sing this song.
This song of heartbreak,
This song of prayer,
This song of longing,
And this song of care.
This song, I miss you,
This song, I bear,
This song, can't tell you
While you're there.
This is the hardest thing I've had to do,
To tell you why I sing the tune,
I play the notes,
But the words are hidden,
I can't say them,
They are forbidden.
This song of heartbreak,
This song of prayer,
This song of longing,
And this song of care.
This song, I miss you,
This song, I bear,
This song, can't tell you
While you're there.
This is the hardest thing I've had to do,
I talk to you,
And still can't say,
"O, my dear,
I miss you here."
So I'll hum this song,
This wordless song,
That says so much,
About you gone.
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