I Only Miss Him When I Think of Him

I'll only miss him when I think of him

And I'll think of him all the time

Likely I'll spend my days

Hearing his turn of phrase

Things I found hard to praise

Right now would seem sublime

Oh, The truth is I'll only miss him

When some stranger laughs

'Cause it's still his laugh

My heart hears maybe in time, I guess

The longing will grow the slightest bit less

And there will be moments, yes

When it disappears, I'll bet I'll forget him completely

In about a hundred years

I'll bet I'll forget him completely

In about a hundred years