Just what do you think about me and you?
Do you have the same worries that I do too?
Do you think of me when you're out at night?
Wondering if everything's alright?
What about when you're at home in bed?
Do you question everything that was said?
And when that light goes out,
Does your mind fill up with doubt?
Do you wish you could start over again?
Or go back to how it was way back then?
Do you ever wonder why I say the things I say?
Or do you just speculate and assume things are okay?
Do you ever wish that we weren't together?
Or are you okay with facing the weather?
When you think of me what comes to mind?
Are you like me, with paranoia most unkind?