Missing Tom so much tonight, and thinking of this...

As I think of Tom,

I think of a night,

When the earth smelled of summer

And the sky was streaked with white,

The soft mist of Oregon

Was sleeping on a hill

I remember this,

And I always will...

There are new lovers now

On the same silent hill,

Looking on the same blue sea.

And I know Tom and I are a part of them all

And they're all a part of Tom and Me.

Hello young lovers, whoever you are,

I hope your troubles are few.

All my good wishes go with you tonight,

I am in love like you.

Be brave, young lovers, and follow your star,

Be brave and faithful and true,

Cling very close to each other tonight.

I am in love like you.

I know how it feels to have wings on your heels,

And to fly down the street in a trance.

You fly down a street on the chance that you meet,

And you meet -- not really by chance.

Don't cry young lovers, whatever you do,

Don't cry because I'm alone;

All of my memories are happy tonight,

I have a love of my own.

I have a love of my own, like yours

I have a love of my own.