Once or twice a night I might
Thik of you a little.
Every now and then you cross my mind
When I'm lonely.
But that doesn't mean I miss you
That doesn't mean I want you here.
Even though we were never together
I still think of you.
You know how I feel
It isn't hard to tell.
And I know how you feel
I can see it in your face.
I understand there is nothing there
But that doesn't mean you don't cross my mind.
Every now and then; every second or two
Every moment I'm alive.
I think of you.
But that doesn't mean I want you.
