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This song was written in loving memory of Marti Gaydos, 8-13-59 to 5-4-04.

Lyrics & Music by Scott Barton
Copyright 2004-2007 Scott Barton
All Rights Reserved.

Woke up again today, and still you weren’t there,
Except for just a single strand of your long silky hair
I got dressed, and went about another lonely day,
Not quite understanding why you had to go away.

But sometimes late at night, I still see your eyes
In the early morning light, I still see your eyes.

I used to tell you I was just an ordinary guy
You’d smile at me, and say ‘no way’, and then you’d show me why
You shared things from your world with me, and I shared mine with you
And I became a better man, with everything we’d do.

Each night, in my dreams, I still see your eyes
Everywhere, it seems, I still see your eyes.

Laughing, crying, running, playing, will it come again?
I believe I’ll see you someday, but I don’t know when
You changed my life forever, but you weren’t allowed to stay
And now all I can think to do, is bow my head and pray.

You used to tell me that some day, I’d fall in love with you
I’d shake my head, and kiss your face, and say ‘that can’t be true’
Fear of pain had blinded me, to what was in plain sight.
But I’d love to hear ‘I told you so’, ‘cause Marti, you were right.

Walking down the street, I still see your eyes
In every face I meet, I still see your eyes.

We’ve both had others in our lives, but this time was the best
The time with you was worth more than a hundred times the rest
Your passing is so hard to take, the sun has lost its gleam
But thanks to you, I finally know, exactly what love means.

Sometimes, through the day, I still see your eyes
As I go along my way, I still see your eyes
Sometimes, in the rain, I still see your eyes
But it never dulls the pain, I still see your eyes.

[Spoken:]

Love is patient. Love is kind. It does not envy. It does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not rejoice in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails.*

*Taken from 1 Corinthians 13:4-8.