I think that I think
Far too much about things
From the way that you talk
To the way that you speak
I think you are a soul
With a body surrounding
A mind that is full
And a stare that is binding
I think that I think too much
About you
I think you are a guy
The way others are too
I think that I like you
Your nice disposition
And that is enough
No further inquisition
I think that I think too much
Of your eyes
Your face, your laugh
The space between your thighs
You are a person, as am I
You are imperfect, as am I
I think that I wrote this for me, not you
You may not see this
But I'm aware that I do
Need to know that I think too much about things
Like love and hope and delicate things
I think I'm okay, and i think you are too
Let's see this one out
If its one or us two