It's You

January 8, 2015

I see you, do you see me?

I think about you, do you think about me?

As I wonder, as I walk, I think about you from 9 o'clock

I try to forget, I try not to stare, but there's something about you somewhere

I can't lay my finger on what it is, what is happening, am I sick?

I feel different, uneasy, unme, when I'm around you

There's something different in the air

Did I come down with a cold or flu?

Is it contagious? Is it from you?

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