A Question
I just want to know,
If you think of me when you lay your head down
On your pillow in that bed, and wish
Just maybe I could be there, too
Or when you wake up in the middle of the night,
Aching for warmth,
If I were in arm’s reach,
That you could feel me in the way
That you and I both like
I just want to know,
Do you?
If you think of me when you lay your head down
On your pillow in that bed, and wish
Just maybe I could be there, too
Or when you wake up in the middle of the night,
Aching for warmth,
If I were in arm’s reach,
That you could feel me in the way
That you and I both like
I just want to know,
Do you?