As i sit and think
i can only think of you
i think of you and what we had
from many different views
as i sit and think
i think of your smile
it always made me grin back
even when i felt like walking the green mile
i also think of your eyes
the way they looked when you gazed at me
i could stare for hours
but never really see
these images of love
disappear so abruptly
for they are shattered by images of hate
how could you do this to me?
you stare into the eyes of another
you touch her so passionately
how could you do this?
how could this be?
i find myself
sitting in a room all alone
i know your phone number by heart
but i don't pick up a phone
after everything that we've been through
the good and the bad times written in ink
i still find that you are the only thing on my mind
when i sit and think
