if i had to guess
i'd say you're thinking of me too
somewhere across the sea
maybe way passed the moon

you sit and think and maybe you write
but its me you think of for most of the night
you don't know my name and yours nor do i
but i promise one thing, i'm a hell of a guy

no i don't know exactly where you are
but i bet we're looking at the very same star
from your room where you write in your secret notebook
a poem about me that you wish someone took

and you know you should sleep but the words leave your hands
as the tunes cross your ears from your favorite bands
their lyrics tell you to keep going on
even if this poem takes you till dawn

you're new to this and so am i
but writing in a mirror sure explains why
i hope you are in fact writing about me too
i just wonder how long until i find you