He says he keeps a journal
I wonder what he writes of me?
I suppose by now I should know......
There are a million thoughts always
Are different from the ones I've said
Can't I go there? Spend some time.....
Just to see what's going on
If he really thinks of me
Something different from his logic
Oh, I've kept it deep inside
And I don't want to waste precious time
Gotta know what's in his mind
When he shuts his eyes at night
Does he see darkness or me?
No matter how close we are
There are things we'll never tell
But I know my self better
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