I Don't Like Always Thinking Of You,
But There's No Longer Anything I Can Do.
Because Thinking Of You Makes Me Question Myself,
And I Keep Hoping You Won't Be Another Memory On My Shelf.
Thinking Of Your Face, Thinking Of Your Eyes.
Oh! How My Imagination Often Flies.
And I Really No Longer Want To Be Thinking Of You,
And Of Your Looks In That Deep Shade Of Blue.
