Come Again

(My mom showed me this, I had written in 86)

Looking out across the wind,

I smell you not hear me.

Reaching out beneath the breeze,

I taste you not feeling.

Come again, come again

A song that can't be sung

Cry no more, then be gone

or come again.

Having you having me

was better than times gone bad.

But missing you is gone time.

Good and gone this time.

Come again, come again.

A heart that can't be won

Cry no more, then be gone

or come again.

Just put a nickel in

for every nicket out.

I'm richer without you

But nickel out or nickel in

I'll come again.

Come again, come again.

A light that should be shown.

Cry no more, then be gone

or come again.