I think about you twenty-four/seven,
You are always on my mind.
Could it be that I love you,
Or is it all just a lie?
No matter how many times you've hurt me,
You always come back to my heart.
We were meant to be together, 
Not to fall apart.
I can't stop thinking about you,
And it makes me sad to think 
 that you don't know how I feel.
Could this feeling, could it be love?
Could it be something real?
Whenever you call me,
Or I hear your name,
There's a feeling inside me
That most undoubtedly isn't shame.
If you really love me,
You would show me with your heart
If we were meant to be together,
And not to fall apart.