When your lonely heart has learned its lessonYou’d be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That’s the time you miss her most of all.. Frank Sinatra 
When your lonely heart has learned its lessonYou’d be hers if only she would call
In the wee small hours of the morning
That’s the time you miss her most of all.. Frank Sinatra
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I know this is a love song, but it only makes me think of my cat. She’s been missing since last Sunday 😦
Im sorry to hear that. I hope you find her.
I hope so too. Thank you.