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I miss her love, my heart is really sad.

I wish I knew why I'm feeling so very bad.

The music in her voice has lost its happy note.

And I sure miss all the love letters that she wrote.

I miss all the little things that she always did,

To let me know she really, really cared

Like the messages she left me,

And all happy moments that we shared

Her smile was effervescent when she saw me.

The praise she used to give has disappeared.

I wondered if  love grew old with time,

And I think it's just exactly as I feared

Now she goes to meetings in the morning,

And doesn't wakes me up to say goodbye

Her smile is pasted on for customers,

And when she's hurting now I have to ask her why.

She used to call just to say I love you,

But when she calls me anymore it's not for fun,

It's to find out if the kids have done their work,

Or to ask me if the dishes are all done.

She used to face and smile at me,

Every evening when we went to bed.

Now she turns her back on me.

It seems as if our love is nearly dead.

She hollers at the kids more each day,

And the light in her eyes is not so bright.

There seems to be little to look forward to,

Unless it is another sleepless night.

The enthusiasm I had for mornings,

Has turned to fear the day will start.

She doesn't seem to notice anymore,

The little tears in the corner of my heart.

God, please send back the love she gave to me,

And wrap it up the way it was before;

In her pretty smiling face and loving touch,

'Cause I don't think I can take this any more.