As I Sit Here

As I sit here thinking of you,
I wonder if I've been true.
I wonder if it could ever be,
ever be just you and me.

As I sit here trying not to cry,
I think of all the fun times.
I wonder how I can think,
think the things I do.

As I sit here blaring music.
I wonder if I've been too hard?
If this is the way it should be?
If it is to late to make it right?

As I sit here thinking of you,
wondering if this feeling is true,
wondering if its just in me,
or is it in you too?