Hey pretty lady.
How have you been?
I've been thinking of you
A lot lately.

Every time I look outside the window,
I see fewer and fewer trees.
Every time my head hits the pillow,
I think of you and I can finally breathe.

I wake up in the morning
Drowning in my dreams.
I wake up thinking of you
But these feelings are not what they seem.

I go through the day
Trying to let go.
I get so close,
But my heart says no.

Eventually I will
Have the will
To let go.
But for now,

You are the pretty lady, I don't even know.