My thoughts are free to go anywhere, but it's suprising how often they head in your direction.
When I close my eyes, I see you. When I open my eyes, I see you. There is nothing I can do without thinking of you.
I see you feel angry. Here's my body, punch me all you want until you released all the anger. You'll hug me afterwards.
I don't know what is more romantic - the thought of seeing you in a few hours or the dream I had about you last night.