If I would ask you what do you think of me
What would you say, or would you just go away?
I ask myself do you know me do you think of me?
I ask myself do you talk about me, about us , about a we ?
I ask myself so much but I never ask you
I really want to know but I’m afraid of the answer
I’m afraid of a broke, heart
It’s so hard to go to sleep not knowing what could be
It’s so hard living without you by my side
It just doesn’t feel write
But you will never know and I will never show
I just hope you’ll wake up an see what I see
It’s hope that keeps me alive hope for you and me!