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I look at the clock it's only half past two,
As I wonder if you're thinking of me the way
I'm always thinking of you...

It's late in the evening but it's hard to fall asleep,
As I reminisce about the times we had these memories
I will keep...

I stare into the ceiling as flashbacks play over and
over again in my mind,
Wanting it to stop but it always intends to rewind...

Remembering the way how you'd look at me, your touch,
and the scent of your smell,
A battle with my head and heart, Who's winning?
I can't tell....

In truth, you got me wrapped around your fingers
but I can't let you see,
Hard for me to admit the fact how easily you can
break me...

I turn to look at the clock, to only find myself
sitting up (I sigh),
Frustrated to know how only a minute has gone by....