one thought's stuck in my head, 'bout how you didn't do what you might
The silence of the night is awfully loud echoing inside my head,
I don't want to hear it so I'm watching "Friends" instead
But at some point I will have to shut them off and go to sleep,
rest my head upon my pillow, after a while I start to weep
And though it happens every night, I can't tell you why,
it's just been so long since I've been loved and flying high
I know there's nothing you can do, when you're so far away,
but I think of you anyway, hope it'll get me through the day
Copyright March '05
