Do you ever think of me,
late at night while you are trying to sleep.
Do you see my face,
is it my voice whispering in your ear.
Do I ever cross your mind,
what was and what could have been.
Do you long for my touch,
to feel my body beside you.
Do I haunt your dreams,
does the smell of my perfume linger.
Do you dial my number,
just to hang up the phone.
Do you ever think of me.
