Most times I find myself thinking, About you, about me About you, about us I find myself thinking about whether You ever think of me I can't help but wonder sometimes If you'd spend a moment Thinking For that slight second, Whether I ever think you, thinking of me, just like I've spent days and nights wondering. I can blame it on the distance Or your closeness to someone else, someone who's not me I can blame it on the cold nights of winter Or the warm embrace of the guy who read your insecurities, through the palms of your hands On your first handshake
I can blame it on your thoughts, For you to ever think, that I'd think of you the same way you thought of me. I think you are the most beautiful woman... I think I hate the woman I love.. I think given another chance things would have been... I think... I think...
Why can't I get you out of my head, out of my heart, for I think only then can my soul find peace.
I think, as I fall asleep tonight, I'll think of you.