Oh I Miss Her So - Holy Hive, Mary Lattimore

My honey likes the sunshine on her face

I wish that I could blow the clouds away

But I don’t have lungs big enough today

Not even for goodbye

And she wants to fly far away

To a bluer sky and sunny day

Oh, I miss her so

Oh, I miss her so

She knows that I prefer her ocean grey

Though on stormy days

She doesn’t have a heart to make it rain

Not even for the cry

And she wants to fly far away

To a bluer sky and sunny day

Oh, I miss her so

Oh, I miss her so

Oh, I miss her so

Oh, I miss her so

Oh, I miss her so

Oh, I miss her so