I was thinking about you
At your little picture
But something you cant put on paper
Like it like shooting stars,
I write songs on guitar
Got my things to do than stare at a mirror.
And I know, I know
She is gotta be out there
Out there, I know, I know
She is gotta be...
May be I'm wrong, may be I'm right
May be I just let you walk by
What can I say