Thinking of you is easy-I do it everyday. Missing you is the heartache, that never goes away. Maybe if you can’t get somebody out of your head, they’re supposed to be there. My thoughts are free to go anywhere, but it’s surprising how often they head in your direction. If I were given a dollar for everytime you were in my thoughts, I’d only have one because you never left them. Late at night, when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you. I wish upon the stars, that somewhere you are, thinking of me too.