Her words are
fluid, graceful, beautiful,
teasing, mean, sincere
generous, and sweet to hear.

This and many more is why I hold her
so dear.

Her words remind me that it's not all that bad,
she's my happy little chipmunk when I feel sad.
She's got me wrapped around her fingers, when she plays her game,
but I don't care, because she makes me smile
just to say her name.

Her words her words
are smokey at best,
but Lord when she sings,
she's the person that holds my head whilst I rest.

Lord let her stay
forever and a day,
Lord let her stay a while with this ol' boy,
let time go ever so slowly,
before I have to...
have to...
deploy.

I'll miss her words.
Her sweet words in my ear,
because she's the only person in this world
in this world I'll ever hold dear.

I'll come back, no matter the cost,
to hear her words again,
even if everything else is lost.
Lord grant me this,
another day with her,
another day with her words
whispering innocence.

I'll miss her words.