Out of blue it , its been long,
As I am here thinking 'bout you
Seeing this thought of mine
I ought to cry;
i cry when you call me "mine"

The countless hour of talking and conference
Is all that has ever been
I am here just thinking about the warmth in
In the presence of your

I wanna see you next to me
Close to me you have ever been
I wanna feel your presence next to me
Maybe in the very next morning

Everyone is with their so called love
I just think what were to happen
If you were here
As that should have had been

I ought to think
Is it the distance from you
keeping me miserable
Or the thought of you
Ahh! I just couldn't fumble