Many of my friends are scattered round the states,
All my dreams and prayers, go out to each of those.
Rarely ever have I realized just how true love waits.
Reading letters, getting mail, all my sadness grows.
You don't see how much I miss you, no one really knows.
Mindful of the ways people all differ,
Everyone has plans, things they would prefer.
sneaky sneaky....;) or i'm a dork havent seen you round for a while glad to haev you back here