When I sit on my bed and dream,
And try to figure out what it all means,
Thoughts of you creep into my mind,
So I sit and dwell for a time,
I wonder how you're doing,
I wonder how you've been,
I wonder if you think of me,
Or just of other men,
I wonder if you've burned our things,
Like the pictures of us two,
I wonder if you think of me at all,
Because I certainly think of you,
We ended so suddenly,
On the stop of a dime,
I didn't get a chance to say some things,
That were really on my mind,
I wonder why we can't be friends,
Why seperation is complete,
I wonder if we'll speak again,
Or see each other on the street,
If this is the last thing I say to you,
Then I have but one thing to tell,
You'll always be in my heart,
The subtle wind in my sails,
So in closing, I'll let you be,
And I'll figure out what to do with me,
I hope your life is filled with smiles and cheer,
But never forget....Steven was here,
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