Think of me? I wish you might
I think about you every night.
I toss, I turn, I'm deprived from sleep
Thoughts of you I wish to keep
Burried deep inside my fragile heart
Where I know they will not rot.
I watch, I listen, I even care
But as to you, there's no one there.
Just another friend to call your own
To laugh with, to play with, to invite into your home.
In your arms is where I'd rather be,
Happy, simple, and carefree,
Without a doubt on my shoulder.
Every day I grow colder
Colder without you,
Colder without telling you how I feel.
Your voice shocks my heart just like an eclectic eel.
Your smile turns my stone to rubble
Evaporates all my fears
And comforts all my sorrow.
Will I have the courage tomorrow?
The courage to tell you how I feel?
I fear I won't,
I fear I'll choke,
I fear I'll put on a smile
And pretend to want to be just friends for a while.
And when I do get up the courage,
It'll be too late,
You'll be with some girl,
And she'll be in your arms
Happy, carefree, and safe from harm.
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