The Thought of You

Thought of You

I remember thinking you’d be really something
When you were all I had in mind
And I remember tingling - an absent kind of feeling
Waiting at the door with butterflies
I was losing sleep - you had me reeling

I was caught up in a sentimental state
I had a little bit of sunshine in my gaze
And now that I have you, baby, whispering my name
I do…I miss the thought of you

Pictures on the mantle are pretty in their frames
Nothing looks as good as possibility
Now candelight is fading and every sound is grating
I can't remember where I left my sanity
Now I’m losing sleep to find that of feeling

I was caught up in a sentimental state
I had a little bit of sunshine in my gaze
And now that I have you, baby, whispering my name
I do… miss the thought of you

Confusion is a tenant living in my aching head
Now that I have you baby in my single bed ...

I was caught up in a sentimental state
I had a little bit of sunshine in my gaze
And now that I have you, baby, whispering my name
I am caught up in a cage of my design
Key in my hand, lock on the other side
And now that I have you baby each and every night

I do...miss the thought of you
I really miss the thought of you