I would like to believe
That you think about me
When you're alone
When you can't sleep
I would like to believe
You cared about me
Even though you don't show
Even if I can't see
I would like to believe
You care that I exist
And that if I should perish
I would be missed
But reality is not like the dream.
You don't think about me.
You don't care about me ,
Or care that I exist-
I'm just another figure in the background
That your eyes always miss.
