• I sit alone near my window,
    I watch the tree blow.
    The sun goes down,
    and again around.
    This evening means a lot.
    It will remember me.
    Not like he would see.
    But only in my mind,
    He's here and perfect for me.
    But only in my mind,
    we kiss and I can trully see,
    The love everybody talks about.

    Now only with a notebook and pen,
    I sit alone near my window
    watching the sun.
    Where's my kind of guy,
    whom I can hold,
    when things get bad.
    I kiss his cheek,
    to numb the pain,
    and to love again.
    But only in my mind,
    He's here and happy with me.
    But only in my mind,
    we kiss and I can trully see,
    The love everybody talks about.