And she's back and it's great and I'm top of the heap,
she says she loves me and I'm feeling complete.
But then comes the days, when she no longer replies,
and each time I reach out, a little more of me dies.
My head says I'm being stupid, by my heart starts to bleed,
'There's a logical reason...' 'but it's her love I need'.
So hey, maybe she's not gone, maybe I'm thinking too much
But I miss her so much, I crave her voice and her touch,
now I'm unsure if she's mine.