Just something that came to me last night
You Haunt Me
(Do You Know Who You Are?)
Last night before I went to sleep, I wrote about you, I thought about you
I think about you every night before I close my eyes, close my tired eyes
to dream, dream about you
dream about better days, days filled with laughter, love, and longing
I know I've never met you, but that doesn't stop me from thinking of you
From the first time I saw you, I felt something so magical
That feeling it still resignates here
Do you feel it too?
When I look at you
you look back at me, into my eyes so deep,
look beyond the ocean of blue into my soul
You take in the good and bad of me
You see me as a whole, as I stand before you so vulnerable
I can't take my eyes off of you, can't get you out of my mind
Your face it haunts me still, the look you gave me
the look of longing, I feel it too
Do you feel it too?
As I lay here alone in my bed
I write about you, I think about you before I close my eyes
And I wonder do you know who you are?
And I wonder do you think about me too?
--Ok, this is based on someone hmmmmm I wonder who? Well this just kind of flowed from my mind, to pen, to paper, which I love. I love writing, but I love it even more when it is just effortless which is how it should be!
(Do You Know Who You Are?)
Last night before I went to sleep, I wrote about you, I thought about you
I think about you every night before I close my eyes, close my tired eyes
to dream, dream about you
dream about better days, days filled with laughter, love, and longing
I know I've never met you, but that doesn't stop me from thinking of you
From the first time I saw you, I felt something so magical
That feeling it still resignates here
Do you feel it too?
When I look at you
you look back at me, into my eyes so deep,
look beyond the ocean of blue into my soul
You take in the good and bad of me
You see me as a whole, as I stand before you so vulnerable
I can't take my eyes off of you, can't get you out of my mind
Your face it haunts me still, the look you gave me
the look of longing, I feel it too
Do you feel it too?
As I lay here alone in my bed
I write about you, I think about you before I close my eyes
And I wonder do you know who you are?
And I wonder do you think about me too?
--Ok, this is based on someone hmmmmm I wonder who? Well this just kind of flowed from my mind, to pen, to paper, which I love. I love writing, but I love it even more when it is just effortless which is how it should be!