Thinking About You — John Waite

Thinking about old times Thinking about the things we said All the worthless games and lies I'm looking at myself And the mirror's unkind You're inside my mind And you're outside my eyes

And I'm looking for something That's real in my life, something true, yeah! And I'm looking for something to hold on to But I guess it won't be you

Thinking about Thinking about Thinking about you all the time You're on my mind But this song is not for you

Of all the things I could've done I walked right out the door Left like a loaded gun Into the street And these new days drag on Through the long afternoon I'm smashed and Flintstones are on TV

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Yeah well sometimes I wake up round midnight With you wreathed around my skull Like a halo of lies most of the time And I'm in denial coming down from the ceiling I was just your stepping stone You burned out all my feelings

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