Love

Sometimes I look up and see,

Always you and sometimes me.

I wonder what I’d ever do,

If I looked and didn’t have you.

And I know you probably don’t care,

Just typing away on your computer over there.

You don’t even know what I’m doing,

Yet everyone around me is booing.

 

I look around for some ideas, And,

But could only find a few bands.

I don’t need them, They’re all in my head,

While I write this sitting up in bed.

I think of you and stop to wonder,

I never had you when I was younger.

But that’s a fact and I don’t mind,

These thoughts of mine just come and bind.

 

And I love you, I wish I could prove it,

But we only see each other for a little bit.

So think of me and I’ll think of you,

While I wonder what I’d ever do.