Without Her

By Sorrells Pickard SOFTLY I SEARCH MY MEM'RYS AND HOPE I MAY FIND YESTERDAY. AND JUST LIKE HER, MY THOUGHTS WANDER AND LIKE HER QUIETLY SLIP AWAY. LOVE BRINGS OUT THE WEAKNESS IN A MAN AND I'M SO WEAK I JUST CAN'T STAND TO BE WITHOUT HER, WITHOUT HER, WITHOUT HER. THERE WAS A TIME SHE WALKED WITH ME, BUT YESTERDAY COMES ONLY ONE TIME. AND I CAN SEE A TOMORROW WITH YESTERDAY CLING TO MY MIND. TIME WILL TAKE HER MEMORY THEY SAY, BUT IT GETS HARDER EV'RY DAY, TO LIVE WITHOUT HER, WITHOUT HER, WITHOUT HER.