Thinking about you
I've been caught up in everything now but you seem to always be there.
For me, for everything that happens, everything surrounding us.
There just seems to be no cure for this infatuation.
They say "He is the reason for the teardrops on my guitar",
But I ain't got no guitar. No shedding of tears from this little one.
I just want to love with all my heart, although it's just a simple little crush.
Give me a chance, let me prove you wrong, it's not just puppy-love.
Through the winding streets, with traffic lights shining in every direction,
There's always a stop, a stop in whatever we do or about to do.
There's always a wrong turn, a regret in every action. A mistake.
Loving you hasn't been a mistake, has it? I'm not regretting.
You say "Cheer up little one, I'll be right here with you. Be strong, believe"
You'll always be right here with me, like how I was right there with you.
I must have been young, overly naive. Why did I trust you?
I've been hurt, for way too long.
Yet somehow, my heart aches whenever I think about those times.
I haven't gotten over you, although I was the one hurt.
You never made your feelings known, I was the one who had to guess.
But yet, in these whirlwind of scenes I've seen, you're all I think about.