I know you wrote a song about me. I haven't heard it but, I want to. I want to know who you see. I want to know what I feel like on your palms. I want to know why it's me you think about. I know I shouldn't ask but, would you show me? Even if just for 3 minutes.
I know you've seen my page. so don't leave me in the dust once you've read this one.