tiny hands and tiny feet
the tiny smile i love to greet
big brown eyes and big loud cries
i'd like to think you're missing me

the distance really isn't far
but, baby, there's no gas in my car
the world turns round, goes up and down
and your picture on the wall breaks my heart

a little laugh and a little cry
a little tear as the days go by
don't worry now, i'll come somehow
and you'll wipe my tears away

Friday, January 29, 2010 Posted in | | 1 Comments »

One Responses to "get to you"

  1. Jim says:

    Oh Katie, this is a tear jerker. Not true, I hope, in your life.