Everytime I see her
I always somehow wonder
If we're watching
In the same direction

You two aren't together, however
I think of you, when I see her
Maybe cause your eyes are glued
On her, like mine is to you

Must be nice, having your attention
All to herself without any distraction
Yet she's taking it for granted
She doesn't know, you're all I ever wanted

My thoughts are all about ...