Thinking

Sometime's I sit and think
I think about whether
you're about you thinking about me,
Thinking about you
Thinking about me
and if we're both thinking about
who loves who more
and I say it's me
just like you say it's you
and when we talk on the phone for like two hours
even though we don't have shit to say because
we just spent the whole day together
But still niether one of us wants to be the first to say goodbye
So we agree to both say goodbye
then hangup on the count of three
and ten minutes later we're still on the phone
even when we've run out of the sweet nothings we started with
We're both content to just
listen to the rythym of the other's breath
and somewhere in the back of my mind I'm wondering how
I'm making it
when just the thought of you leaves me breathless