What She Might Have Thought

Running like sheep with its neck in a rung
Running like lemmings to see what was to come
I never told her my name; she only saw my face
Dismissible guesses at the tip of her tongue
And to this day that remains the same

Driving ten under just to pass the time
During the illicit hours of the night
Intentions in mind, events to imply
I hope that no one asks me what she might have thought about me
But that's for her to know

I'm breathing for you; I feel need for you
Return the favor; I won't mind
Drag my heart tied closely behind
I'll freeze the clock so we can sit
As the gears of time cease to spin

Driving ten under just to pass the time
During the illicit hours of the night
Intentions in mind, events to imply
I hope that no one asks me what she might have thought about me
But that's for her to know

Not wishing for anything; but hoping for something
Not expecting to move on from here
Just give me tonight for me to remember
And to hope that another is near

Driving ten under just to pass the time
During the illicit hours of the night
Intentions in mind, events to imply
I hope that no one asks me what she might have thought about me
But that's for her to know

Driving ten under just to pass the time
During the illicit hours of the night
Intentions in mind, events to imply
I hope that no one asks me what she might have thought about me
But that's for her to know



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Robert Babin
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