Questions, Questions, Questions
If you call on me
I will fall at your feet
Today I'm only thinking
of you, of us
Nothing helps me forget
Nothing takes away
the pain, it just
doesn't seem to get easier
so many questions in my mind
so many sleepless night
does he love me
does he miss me
does he think of me
does he still dream of me
is it hard for him to be friends with me
who is in his arms that isn't me
I love him
I miss him
I am always thinking of him
and I always dream of
what could have been,
what should have been
I am a glutton for punishment
by being his friend
no one has replaced him
Questions I want to ask
but I don't know if
I have the strength to know
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