Thinking…
Couldn't I imagine touching you again
not at all what I'd like to think
but it comes to me anyway
how you sing and smile and wink
...oh geez, I gotta quit
this or I may be in for good
not really where I wanna be
not a place where I should
reside but could
Couldn't I imagine love again
to be what it wasn't before
maybe you had changed a little
could I see you could be more
of what I needed
in fear of the leaving
may have changed you a little
couldn't I do without the grieving
thinking...there you go winking...
thinking...I need to stop thinking.