In doubts.


I'm Thinking



I'm thinking once or twice
I'm thinking the whole night through
I'm thinking about me and you
Yeah, I'm thinking.

I'm drinking one or two
whiskies, because of you
But I'm drinking way too much
Yeah, I'm drinking.

What is it I'm going through?
It's worse than hell
And it rings no bell
It seems I know nothing about you.

I'm singing a song or two
I composed one for you
But I'm singing false and low
Yeah, I'm singing.

I wonder where I'm going to
I wonder what you do
I have to ask you about it
If it's gonna be you.

I'm longing for you
I'm longing till the day we meet
I'm longing for your kisses
Yeah, I'm longing.

But you have to prove me right.
You have to tell me the truth.
But you seem so uptight.
So I wonder: Who are you?

And I'm dreaming about you
But I wonder could this be true?
I'm dreaming for your kisses
And I wonder: Do I know you?

But I'm longing. I'm longing. I'm longing.




Poetry by Richard
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Written on 2012-06-22 at 02:14

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