Thoughts Stored Inside

Under the Stars

Laying under the stars thinking of you.

Follow the beat of my heart.

It's you, it's always you.

I get down on my knees.

Making this plea.

Out in the night all alone.

I think of you thinking of me.

I know you don't, but can't a guy dream?

Can't you see what it is you mean to me?

And what it is that you've done to me?

My mind is no longer my own.

For you are all around in every little thought.

I may not be much, but this is my start.

In my mind you are queen.

But then, what does that make me?

For I am no king of your's.

Does that leave me a subject of my own mind?

I think of you, but then think of me.

And now I see that we can never be.

It pains me when this is said in my dreams.

Tis now a nightmare more to me.

So I lay here under the stars.

Where now I see just how insignifigant we are.

But that doesn't change the way I feel.

I think of you where ever I am.

You may not know that.

But now I hope you do tho I expect not for your feelings to change.

You now know I'm here and for you always shall I be.

Under the stars forever I'm yours.