I heard you thought
of me the other day...
It's nice to here that anyway.
Today I thought of,
doing better than yesterday...
It's about time
I start to think that way.
It's still the same year
I started to give a damn
It's nice to know you
cared to ask
So many years,
You were left
out in the cold,
Though
it was me who strolled
The roads, and all the phone calls,
That didn't go through...
I never asked, but can you
Forgive me too?
I love you, though I think
Somehow, you always knew...
Its better that it was me not you.
Okay, just saying I love you,
Isn't enough-
Though I do,
no matier the fuss.
