Is there a way I can find out if you’re thinking of me?
Is there a way I can figure out if there was ever a you and me?
Is there a way I can tell myself you’re always there for me,
without doubts in my mind that are so hard to cast free?
Can I really know I love you, if you’re not there to hold?
Is this feeling of loneliness, because I’m all alone?
If you were here beside me, would all my sadness go?
Or would I just keep on feeling as though you’re not really there at all?
Was it all a dream when we fell in love, or was it just a fantasy?
Can I really believe that there was nothing between you and me?
Is our friendship like a candle, blown out, left in the dark?
Or has it, only got to be re-lighted to keep up its spark?
You tell me, I can’t think no more, because it only causes pain;
‘Cause the knowledge that it’s over, has me crying out in strain;
Did my eyes really deceive me, or did I see what I wanted to see?
I must stop this foolish dreaming, and carry on with my other dreams.
If you ever need a friend dear, to love and hold all day;
Call me, I’ll try to be around, and I will promise to stay.
I could really make you happy, if you just asked me to stay;
But I guess that all depends on you, and what your heart decides to say.